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Letters to Everyone

You spent no time to nurture me
Seems I made it on my own
To busy with work or life
Leaving just me to depend on

Twelve years of hell for tutoring
Bullied by even the geeks
Unnoticed by the teachers
Freedom felt at graduation

One girlfriend that crushed all my dreams
More friends that were only passing
Challenges met with failure
A barren land ahead for me

Technical skills I found inside
Seems nothing I couldn't do
Work I did wasn't enough
Others always getting the raise

No matter how you want to see
My efforts have went unseen
To better me was a waste
Like trying to capture the breeze

No need have I for all your pity
You have made me feel this way
Taking away my support
Forcing me to just go away

What's left is just this hollow self
No tales of glory to tell
No dreams to fill the dark night
Waiting for the end to just come
 
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© 2003 by Jim Ward. All rights reserved
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