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As he looked into the clear blue sky
Wishing he could grow wings and fly away with the doves above him
He remembers just how much, he despises his current reality
But, knows he must deal with the pains of the world to survive, just like his mother said.
He can't make it off his dreams and great personality alone; no, not in this world he's come to call his home.
Yeah, that's his mentality
He never asked for this life.
He's always prayed for something more
Like that of a family man with kids and a wife
But, has come to only know that of dull life
Filled with misery
Causing him to be filled with hate and anger Even to the extent of cursing his family tree.
Screaming out,"GOD WHY ME?"
No answer, just silence as usual
Finally laying his head to rest
Just to wake up to nothing more and to nothing less
Than the life that's been written out for him
