Refining Time

Pressured under time
In a concrete box I feel confined
As the walls cave in around
It’s me they’re trying to refine

There’s so much to do
Yet not time to fulfill
The hands on the clock are moving too fast
Motion sickness making me ill

I fee like the alarm will go off
And out of time I will be
If I don’t hurry to plan my future
What will happen to me?

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Tragic Letters

Dirty secrets
kept so quiet
No anger revealed
and then out comes a riot

A disturbing unknown
only you discern the meaning
of your weary thoughts
of you emotions back and forth leaning

Your words in darkness
your true actions veiled
when will the world know everything
in mysteries your jailed

Maybe you'll finally be open
and tell the world of the true you
But rejection and judgment could be the result
So this you will never do

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When They Find The Murders Me

When you realize you've made my life hell
I'll be there
When me sorry you try to tell
I'll be there

When you realize that I don't care
I'll be there
When you finally know that life isn't fair
I'll be there

When you see I'm getting revenge
I'll be there
When you recognize its you I'll avenge
I'll be there

When you're on your death bed
I'll be there
When they discover your dead
I'll be there

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