Monday, February 9

I like songs.

I'm not feeling touch,
I'm not making that much.
And I guess, I am blessed,
But sometimes it's just hard to see it such.

I'm stuck here alone in the traffic lines,
But couples in love in the HOV fly by.
I don't get it, I'm not asking for much,
But everybody wants to just have something...

Ever feel like you deserve more than what you're getting? Like everyone else is just
floating by but you have to work extra hard and you're still barely making it? Like
when the prof gives the slacker next to you an A while you're doing your honest best
and only get a C? Like when the boss congratulates and promotes a colleague when
you've done all the work? Like when you stand by a guy only to find out that he
picked the more popular, cuter girl instead of you? Even though in reality, we
deserve nothing. It's only through God's grace that we are allowed to even breathe.
So who am I to say what is or isn't fair? But then where does justice come in?

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