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Friday, December 30, 2005

I know good people are out there, because I am one of them.

Watching the hours of sand

As they slowly drop through my hand

Watching every piece of grain

As I slowly become increasingly insane

But I will wait here still

Because I know it is thy will

My future

Look into my future ,
What do you see?
Is it a child who never finished high school for her degree
Is it the face of a mother who I will never be

Look into my future,
What is there now?
Is she suviving and living a happy life somehow
Is it all ok no one dragging her down

Look into my future ,
Where will this lead?
Will it turn into a bad habit nothing can feed
Will it turn into a future no one will heed

Tuesday, December 27, 2005

To Be a Man You Must First Be a Boy.