Finishing

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    Finishing

    I hate my life, I hate my job,
    Some nights all I do is sob.

    I quit everything that i try,
    What should I do? Oh me oh my.

    Procrastination is my name,
    Some things change, but that stays the same.

    Why can't i finish things that I start?
    My mind is like a half full shopping cart.

    Things go in and things go out,
    Yet I never seem to find the checkout.

    Maybe one day i will change,
    Untill then I will stay forever strange.

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    SmileBeautiful commented on Finishing

    06-03-2009

    i thought this poem was quite unique i like how it was written and i feel for you i hate my life sometimes too, so i feel for you.. But you do got talent so be happy on that much :D
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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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