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Dead End
Contributed by
scuzz4eva
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Saturday, 27th September 2003 @ 04:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Sixteen and I'm still a kid,
And beginning to dread,
The horrors that will face me,
The responsibility ahead.
The best days of my life are present,
Or so the adults say,
Yet I still have so many worries,
Always need my next pay.
I think when it comes down to it,
Adults, kid or old
Life is constantly kicking you,
Until the day your cold.
Looking to the future
Is all we seem to do
Until the irony strikes at that age
What the future really holds for you.
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scuzz4eva
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2003-09-27 04:05:00]
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Re: Dead End
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 27th September 2003 @ 05:59:32 AM AEST
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The older you get, the easier it is to question Life. I'm 16 too, and I feel the same way you do.
We're human because we question everything, including the future. Those questions called philosophy, only there to annoy us because we can never answer.
I'd tell you to ignore those questions and just live simply, because then you'd have a happy life. I tried myself not thinking about life, but it didn't work. If it works for you, you're lucky, you're happy. If it doesn't, you aren't lucky, but give it your best to be happy. You need to kick life yourself.
Very nice poem. Good luck of getting past that phase of dread. I've been having a tough time myself.
PoloRM
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Re: Dead End
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by EmSal on
Saturday, 27th September 2003 @ 05:35:31 PM AEST
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You have some good thoughts there, if we're not looking to the future then we're remembering the past. I sure hope life gets easier when we get older, but I'm not to that stage yet. And maybe since you recognise this now you can do something about it, that others haven't yet. A good poem by the way, take care.
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