The weight on my shoulders
It felt like I'm carrying boulders
The future is in my hands
But I see no future for my happy lands
"You can be anything you wish!"
But that's just a twisted lie
In this world, we all know you're tied in a leash
You're another pawn in someone else's game
They'll use you to gain fame
If they made mistakes, the pawns are to blame
You called for help, but nobody came
And we all know that in the future
Our children will bear heavier boulders
Because in this sad society
Everything depends on politics and economy
YOU ARE READING
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Poésie"IT'S POEHTIHC" Said the nut, who's one of the authors of this book. "...YOU BAKA, FOINE" Was what the potato, the other author, replied as she laughed and wondered what's wrong with them. This book is a compilation of poems made by two weird author...
