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
What about those that have died but never really lived. I'm stealing this. Very nice post.
ReplyDeleteThis poem is amazing. you are truly insightful. oh, I stole a line.
ReplyDeletesaying 'very nice post' doesn't begin to cover it. You are definitely not a tourist.
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