SO MANY RULES "?"A Poem by Brian Kraklaufire, such an amazing innovention, when the day comes and expectations are completely rolled into a highly compressed bundle, thrown into the dampness of the back of ones mind, on days like these nothing is expected, because even the wind sends chills down my neck, when will i get this break from reality, or what we have made up to be reality, why with these rules, so much pressure on the mind, ready to expload,
she said my time was a wast, to reach out for help, to stumble in the dark,
waiting for atlest one hand to reach out and turn this day to line up with my expectations of myself oh yes i am inmature, i have no f*****g clue as to how the world works i was born just three seconds ago,
so many rules, so many people pushing you down as they gasp for air, picking, scratching, and kicking their way to the top, as i sink down towards the deapths of this ocean,
will there be someoe to lift me up and save me from drowning in this diverse world full of people trying to save themselves, full of people trying to use what they can,
there are no morals, there are not values why so many rules.
BULLSHIT! © 2011 Brian KraklauReviews
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3 Reviews Added on February 28, 2011 Last Updated on February 28, 2011 AuthorBrian KraklauLas Vegas, NVAboutjust another human trying to analyze this reality from my own limited perspective. I'm here, there, and throughout each word i write. perhaps in time I could find myself within this mess. outside of t.. more..Writing
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