#reallife means work

On upon research of my life
wow
progress!
real progress
A realization of ones self...
talents..
and driving force, for all things
worth fighting for

minus the 24/7 work shifts

#reallife means work

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Stop making fun of me

the first yawn of the night
... and I'm getting tired

I'm told i have a good work ethic
work like a dog,
like a mexican
worker bee. then how can i still feel so lazy?
People think I'm crazy

Is it true that I am more hard working?
more driven?
more destined to succeed.
because of the type of life i lead

the one that was nourished, refined by my parents
bounded by struggle and cemented by failure
I'm nothing more than the worlds worst prayer
but nothing is more than most people can spare
it's true my breed, our breed is rare
I'll work til I'm dead, that's all that i know

I'm told i have a good work ethic
work like a dog,
like a mexican
worker bee. then how can i still feel so lazy?
God, am I crazy?

How could I?

So willingly i close my eyes
to pretend i don't see who i lye
and only imagine portraits of you
portraits i only wish were true
but none the less i kid myself
closing tightly as he kissed myself
I say no but there's no stopping
hearts a thumping, bumping and dropping
Inevitable is the word
i a lonely girl
in a cold cold world
Never thought i'd do this to you
but i have
and now i must chose

I'm loosing him

We are slipping
we are falling
we are falling apart.

I can feel it letting go
i feel you letting go

and you may not know...
you just don't know yet,
but you're loosing your grip on me.
Loosing those feelings, you see...

I know you're forcing to continue
and i, fighting for control

This is all just bad timing,
this I know you know.
The distance. the trying.
the missed calls and lieing

forget me not
I love you more
but i've seen this, I've seen this... happen before
I can clearly see
that you're ready to run out that door.