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IP:
What Do I Do?
Life is nothin' but a clock showing my time being wasted
and I'm sick of looking at it
I wake up everyday, wishing I didn't wake up
because I know this day is just more time on my clock being wasted
I never was popular in school, no chicks looked my way
instead the popular folks laughed at me; I was just another nerd
Day by day, week by week-the same thing
sometimes I ask myself, "Why am I alive anyway?"
I never slept good, 'cuz I kept thinking about my worthless life
people told me, "You look exhausted! Didn't you sleep last night?"
So I took this trip to the beach
as a vacation from my life
Maybe it'll make me forget about it...
I laid on the beach sand
saw the ocean's beautiful blue color
with waves waving like it was greeting me
I couldn't help but feel alone
it seemed like the ocean waves were the only thing on Earth
that liked me enough to wave at me
So I stayed laying on that spot for a whole week
just me and the ocean
Everybody else left the beach a week ago
Pretty soon, the ocean shore washed up sand over me
and covered my whole body
I could barely breathe
but I still just laid in that spot
Then it hit me,
"Do I lay in this spot 'til I die because nobody likes me
and never get back to my worthless life I hate?
Or do I get up from the sand
and go back to the life I hate?"
After a while, I was suffocating under the sand
I only had a few soconds of life left
now it was time to decide; What Do I Do?
.......I got up from the sand and went back to my life!
because even though it is a worthless, depressing life I extremely hate
...it's MY life!
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Faime S. Quotez
The Scholar
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