who wants to hear about anothers problems when we have our own to deal with

Just Write · 04-09-2013, 12:10 PM

this was a verse for the aowl i unfortunately didnt get to finish in time..

You're only wasting your time writing speeches like that. Why worry about the people and their problems? Think of your own."*The Devil & Daniel Webster, 1941.

when i sit down to jot thoughts i get lost in the fiction,
caught up in diction to convey a proper description.
but why try when translation gets botched in a sentence?
this is suppose to be an outlet to talk about our problems; afflictions
ive opted for missions, night vision goggles that glisten
red dots in iraq where i displayed such awesome precision
pray to god every day that i'd just be offered forgiveness
(little did i know he didnt even offer existence)
i got a daughter thats physically incapable of laughing or talking
it saddens my heart every single day that i walk in
and see her face in her bed, my little autistic princess
i pause for a minute.. n wonder if she pays for the sins ive commited
these intimate conversations never get given their dilligent wages
we just turn the pages to look for more vivid itricate placement
like if i describe the eyes of the eldest sheltered faces
it holds more interest then the hell im dealt and faced with
see personal problems dont mean shit if their not your own
you dont wanna hear about my kids and how much they've grown
you wanna hear about the wig splitting and the bitches i bone
i just wanna talk about the hard mission of sittin at home
wishing my daughter wouldnt get sick and start spittin up foam
or pick up the phone n hear how my kid brother is sick in the dome
there's those minutes i wish that i didnt have this life
and this path of mine wasnt riddled with these tasks i fight
but then i laugh inside and think, damn this cant be right
there better be a big pay-off in my after life...
im the boss of all the these problems.. so i manage them
the reason they happened to me is cuz Im strong enough to handle em..

04-09-2013, 12:10 PM	#1
Just Write Senior Member Join Date: Mar 2013 Posts: 1,709 Battle Record: 9-12 Rep Power: 4997617	who wants to hear about anothers problems when we have our own to deal with this was a verse for the aowl i unfortunately didnt get to finish in time.. You're only wasting your time writing speeches like that. Why worry about the people and their problems? Think of your own."*The Devil & Daniel Webster, 1941. when i sit down to jot thoughts i get lost in the fiction, caught up in diction to convey a proper description. but why try when translation gets botched in a sentence? this is suppose to be an outlet to talk about our problems; afflictions ive opted for missions, night vision goggles that glisten red dots in iraq where i displayed such awesome precision pray to god every day that i'd just be offered forgiveness (little did i know he didnt even offer existence) i got a daughter thats physically incapable of laughing or talking it saddens my heart every single day that i walk in and see her face in her bed, my little autistic princess i pause for a minute.. n wonder if she pays for the sins ive commited these intimate conversations never get given their dilligent wages we just turn the pages to look for more vivid itricate placement like if i describe the eyes of the eldest sheltered faces it holds more interest then the hell im dealt and faced with see personal problems dont mean shit if their not your own you dont wanna hear about my kids and how much they've grown you wanna hear about the wig splitting and the bitches i bone i just wanna talk about the hard mission of sittin at home wishing my daughter wouldnt get sick and start spittin up foam or pick up the phone n hear how my kid brother is sick in the dome there's those minutes i wish that i didnt have this life and this path of mine wasnt riddled with these tasks i fight but then i laugh inside and think, damn this cant be right there better be a big pay-off in my after life... im the boss of all the these problems.. so i manage them the reason they happened to me is cuz Im strong enough to handle em..