Crying Because I Am Alive

Overwhelming are fate and time
Abuse because I was abused...self inflicted crimes
To cowardly to end it in a quick minute
To drained and angry to start over and begin it
My words are expression of feeling not meant to pollute
Truly happy people are my heroes for achieving
I am without direction, will, or vanity to believe
Without failures the successful would not realize
Even with wings there are storms in the sky
When you hit the ground after being so high
Cry because you are alive

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