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Saturday, July 23, 2011

get up and go

Am I too nice, I gotta get it right
I'm looking for balance so I can sleep at night
Am I too mean, when you hear me scream
I get frustrated when you don't get what I mean

get up and go, you seem so slow
get up and go, down the beaten road
get up and go, life is tickin away
get up and go, it's over before you know...

My dad used a hand when I got sassy
my mom used a room to punish me
I didn't like my family, they didn't understand me
I had to run away, needed to be more free

I found my way to sports and success
I rose above my peers as I progressed
I didn't think about how I felt inside
everything around me seemed right at the time

I hated laziness and never needed to relax
I wanted to work and go forward not back
but one day I started crying, it felt like there was no end
I felt nothing, I felt empty, I didn't feel anything like my friends

who was I when all I felt was stronger and better
who was I when all I was inside was dry as leather
who was I without any friends or family
who was I, who was I, I just wanted to die...


get up and go, you seem so slow 
get up and go, down the beaten road
get up and go, life is tickin away
get up and go, it's over before you know...


~Jenn

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