Social Angst Spiked with Life ,Love ,and Hate by Johnathan Richards This little game is such a bore Sorry I have to right things wrong Thanks for the thanks I did not receive Sad I am but it’s for you not me Don’t know why I try so hard In the end I’m the odd man out Try to serve as long as I can Sorry if I falter , its never enough Wish life was not so long That's all right , too lazy to end it all I hope in the end it’s truly right In the meantime , please use me up Please only hear what I hear Selfish as it is , trust me for now Don’t worry about the tears that’s how I breath Take your hat off and take a bow You haven’t won but might as well Someday they’ll get what they want For now I live to spite them all One last line before I go Don’t worry it means nothing at all
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem on a lonely valentine's day night.safe to say this poem is about love and friendship
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