People always say “we’re here for a purpose, but in the grand scheme I’m not sure we aren’t worthless-”
the grass grows green even on our front lawns,
Yet these feelings of loneliness and pressure to leave a mark and get along
are almost too hard to take, so they say
“I just need a break!” And I say:
“This 9-5 is the only reason I’m alive and who knows or gives a fuck about fate because I’ve got a date with each dawn, and I keep on keepin’ on so that you’ll keep on gettin’ along-“
Those harshness of reality in this one is awesome. Love the spoken words style here
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Thank you! I’m working on more spoken word style writing, it’s a whole new ballpark so thank you for the kind words!
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You’re welcome. I dig it, love the multi-talented writing style you have ☺️
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