I am a loser
And I have to accept
Being a loser
Because every other option
Is either worse or impossible
To handle
Being A True Loser
Downhill
Finally the depression
Reached me
Back home
Downhill a bad day
As a dysfunctional family work
We bring each other down
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Playing the Game
Achieving new rewards
In order to sustain
What is unsustainable
The illusion of being
A winner while losing
The things that matters in life
A great way to go on
Not changing a bit
Remaining in the same position
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Dreaming Life
Creativity is a slow process
Trying to get out of the depression
Is like living in a surreal dream
Is this really my life
Are those problem really my problems?
What happened?
Can I take it again?
No it is forever passed
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Invisible
I am
What you left behind
Taken for dead
After the war
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The Breakup
Moving in and out of total
Paralysis, anxiety becomes
Uncontrollably
Floating around in what cannot be defined
I failed so many times
And therefore
Why try again
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Bad Times
I know
I have to fight
But
I have been fighting
My whole life
Every time things get worse
Only temporary victories
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No Sleep
Sleeping with tigers
Gives no peace of mind
Moving the worrisome
Burden of being a man
Into a fake battle
Between women and men
Young and old
There is no place
For solidarity and caring
Or Sharing no no no
Only take and steel
Plunder and destroy
Society will scream
With joy
The world belongs to the
Narcissistic thief
To his and her relief
The honest man will
Always be punished
The good man lose
You just have to choose
Live or lose
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Run Rerun Return Repeat
The mind runs around
In circles
While the body still sleeps
Visiting the same places
Again and agin in the
Dream
Life was hard on me
Creating wounds
That will not heal
In a lifetime
Still every day
We, me and my body
Get up, go to work
Fight the fights of the day
And return home
In order to rerun
The show in perpetual pattern
That is what life is a show
But no one is watching
No one really cares
We are just machinery
And decoration sometimes
Only at night do we
Leave on vacation
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The Thing of Being
Frustration is hereditary
And depression as well
Just a few moments
In the sun
Then endless
Landscapes of grey clouds
The sun sets and the night
Starless and windy
Sets in
