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Why do I always feel so unfulfilled?
I feel like my emotions have been killed.
My blessings have been sealed.
Like the best moments of my life has been lived.
I crave the moment to make myself proud.
I want to accomplish so much my trophy shelf starts to crowd.
I want my daughter to experience the perfect life for a child.
I want the opportunity to let my hair down and live wild.
I want to be fulfilled.
I want my life to continue to build.
I need a plethora of support.
I'd appreciate more trips from the airport.
I wish I didn't have to work so hard.
I wish I had time for hobbies like planting flowers in my yard.
I wish you thought of me enough to send a card.
I wish life wasn't so damn hard.
Why does happiness seem so far?
I'm tired of being walked over like a name on a star.
Or ran over by the wheels of depression's car.
I'm tired of feeling behind.
Lost, not knowing which path Is mine.
Unaware of what skills I can find.
When it's time to defend myself I'm lost for words like a mime.
What if I had the heart to get ahead with crime?
I won't lie, it crossed my mind numerous times.
Why don't I deserve a moment to shine?
I'm losing faith on my craft.
I'd subtract faith, divide hope and add fear if it was math.
Sometimes I feel like people see my poems and laugh.
That's when my mind leave blank drafts.
I lose my urge to write.
My soul loses its voice to fight.
I toss and turn so much at night.
Lord I'm praying I see the light.
Will I give up on myself? I don't know, I might.
Even though I know that ain't nowhere near right.
It's hard to feel through the present's darkness if my future doesn't feel bright.
When the success seems so far out of sight.
When the only thing life has to offer you is spite.
I don't have anyone I can trust.
With being alone, I'd have to adjust.
My life so on do not disturb my contacts are building rust.
Lord please fill my cup.
Guide my life to whichever way is up.
Fill me with so many blessings it's mistaken for luck.
Make my heart weigh the same as an Escalade truck.
Hold your hands up and lift me.
Lord I'm so tired of feeling Empty.

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