What ways life makes me want
what life cannot afford me.
Til precious energy spent
on buying woe for me.

Since when have I prevailed?
Dawn of time tells lies.
Lessons learned deceives
into riddles of my mind.

For what do I wait for?
Happiness- equates a joke!
Funny to the tortured mind-
Flames of will ,dare I stoke?

Why want what life makes me?
Makes me want more from life.
Tis not my dying wish
to be a broken wife.

Dreams need not come.
My dreams are not allowed.
Why fiddle with the heart strings?
It makes an awful sound.
 
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