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Thursday, September 25, 2008

I Fail
Lost one more time,
every time I try to be you, I fail
why pretensions so hard to pretend
I want to be you, using human as things at will,
but why it itches somewhere deep inside,
you said emotion is commodity
but why I can't buy load of happiness,
you said way to the top is paved with heads,
but why my feet are turning red with unknown blood, every step I walk
you said success needs compromise
but why it does not feel alright,
you said life is great at top
but why my eyes speaks loneliness,
is it my failure to evolve or
is it some truth still breathing inside me.

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