They tried to paint a collage of this so called perfect world, but decided to leave out the not so perfect adolescent pregnant girl, the alcoholic on the corner holding a liquor bottle, and the druggie in the alley going at it full-throttle, oh they forgot to include the homeless that are starving, I guess the artist didn’t want anything realistic in what they were carving, what about the unemployed musicians that are singing on the street, I say that’s nothing but ambition I can feel it from my soul down to my feet, defeat’s not in their vocabulary they decide to keep on living, you may think otherwise but that’s only your opinion, NO! THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING! So why are you giving up this early, yearning for the addiction that’s internally burning, earning your rightful name, providing the energy to ignite the dominating flame, it’s all the same. Your life compared with theirs, the similarities are bold and you simply can’t bear, I see that you can’t accept it I see that you’re livid, But the truth is this may be new to you but they seem to live it.
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