Sunday, September 9, 2012

In the End

A wise man once said, 'it will all work out in the end'

But what about those broken hearts that never seem to mend

And the kid who never got the courage to talk to that cute girl

What about the guy who didn't get there in time, didn't stop the plane, and she got away

What about those that have died but never really lived

And those with nothing left to give

What about they that learned the hard way, that loving someone doesn't make them love you

And what about the son who knows he will never be good enough

What about the trapped in reverie

And those that aren't blind but never truly see

What about the kid who names his video game controllers because he has more of them than he has friends

And the kid who has more faith in his mind than in his heart

What about the prideful and the pride less

And all those that seem inevitable pissed

What about the embarrassed and the alone

What about the abused, the wrongfully blamed, and the unknown

What about the second chance less and the misunderstood

And the failures that did all they could

What about the hopeful and the fateful

Cause the hopeful man says 'tomorrow is another day'

and the fateful man says 'tomorrow will be worse than today'

and a wise man once said 'it will all work out in the end'

and the fateful man says 'it didn't'

and the hopeful man says 'maybe you haven't reached the end'

The End



3 comments:

  1. What about those that have died but never really lived. I'm stealing this. Very nice post.

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  2. This poem is amazing. you are truly insightful. oh, I stole a line.

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  3. saying 'very nice post' doesn't begin to cover it. You are definitely not a tourist.

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