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Lost and Never Found

Most things I write may seem negative, but with a positive outlook on it. But there are times to where I feel trapped inside my mind.


Living as free as a dead eat with an open cage,

An adolescent with no job, no rent, but full of rage,

Front and center stage days go by like flipping a page,

Next chapter, I feel the hurt, let's fill it up with laughter,

But it's holding me back,

It's clenching my flesh,

It's holding me down,

It's got me at my best,

I got the worst case I'm standing in front opposite of the judge,

I give myself a snudge a little pudge so I push, I fall,

I'm teeter tawtering I'm all over the wall so I just crawl .

© 2018 Tommy Hall

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