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Replay
Contributed by
April90
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Wednesday, 11th November 2009 @ 01:39:36 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Work, Friday parties, chores, spouses, kids,
Fashion to follow and patterns to be -
Standards of living. And now repeat:
"This is my life as I want it to be".
You think you're perfect, you swear it's true,
But nobody is, you are nobody then.
You're welcome to Fail - population is you,
Enjoy the illusion of freedom, Failmen!
Late in the evening you search for some fun,
Playing net wars of the stupid and lame.
Pressing the button, you load your gun.
Play your reality rather than games!
You think you're perfect, you swear it's true,
But nobody is, you are nobody then.
You're welcome to Fail - population is you,
Enjoy the illusion of freedom, Failmen!
The further it takes you, the further you go.
A plain carbon paper with plain decorations
Is all your damn life till the end of the show,
A pattern that's set for the next generations.
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April90
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Re: Replay
(User Rating: 1 )
by Xnoybis on
Wednesday, 11th November 2009 @ 06:47:50 AM AEST
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I really loved:
"Standards of living. And now repeat:
"This is my life as I want it to be".
You think you're perfect, you swear it's true,
But nobody is, you are nobody then.
You're welcome to Fail - population is you,
Enjoy the illusion of freedom, Failmen!"
Though I have to admit, I don't know who or what a Failmen is. It made me chuckle even though I could feel the frustration in it. I suspect you felt some dark humor in it too, behind the frustration.
I am a bit biased. The phrase "the show" is a term I notice crops up in my own words a bit. Not a selling point, by any means, just an observation. |
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