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Watching the violence, the death and the war,
I know that some day, it'll knock at my door.
I'll wait until it passes over. But I know that,
it will get me so hard. The pain hurts,
just waiting for the world to change.
Unlike the town shrouded in darkness,
I am surrounded in what little light.
That's shed from my window, some what, an akward sight.
Hoping one day, light will pass over.
Until then, I'm waiting for the world to change.
The misery brought upon my small city,
it kills me to stay, it's just such a pitiful shame.
I'm lost in the game. Stuck here,
where it once was bright. But now, here is
no where. What little joy is left. It all got
lost. I'm waiting, waiting for the world to change.
I still look out my window at night.
I still hope that one day, I'll see the kids running around.
I still wish that things could go back to how they were.
I still wait for the world to change.
- by bulletxxlace |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 08/05/2009 |
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- Title: Waiting For The World To Chang
- Artist: bulletxxlace
- Description: I write a lot of poetry, and have a few published. This is one of my first poems, so... Don't be too harsh... So please rate?
- Date: 08/05/2009
- Tags: watingontheworldtochange waiting change hope darkness
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Mord_Sith_Catalina - 08/12/2009
- i totally feel the same. i live for the future but i do miss the old times. my brother and his wife are both Marines, a i salute them for fighting for this country, and they are very passionate about a better future more like what we grew up in.
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- bulletxxlace - 08/10/2009
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um...i dont get itttt >.<
but its anti-today. i hate today. i miss the old times...
no more Bush but now we have a worse economy. it's just not fair. - Report As Spam
- mz_angelthing - 08/08/2009
- how can u come up wit decent stuff
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