By lydia wilson turtletif33@hotmail.com
Date: 4 August 2000
despair, yet still hopeful
some days you just go on
sort of by habit
not knowing why or where
but you do
you never seem to stop
no matter what happens
even those worst off never seem to quit
theyre always fighting
fighting for such a losing end
for no matter what
it just seems to go away for awhile
only to come back worse
you can never get rid of it
not entirely at least
but you can ignore it
or get used to it
and if you do, oh silly person
dont you know?
its only going to change
it always does
not much, but just enough
just enought to irritate you
yet you dont give up
you cant, you never can
youve got to keep on fighting
and hope, oh, hope so much
that someday, you too will win
and maybe you might
but the only way you can win
is by entirely losing
and then youll see if youve really won
or if it was most futile
but if you win or lose
which youll never know
atleast not now
you must wait unitl then
but you can never give up
even at lifes worst moments
you must look it in the eye
and stand up
yet there are those of us who dont
and they cry
they wimper and weep at the roadside
wishing to be with the others
they are most ridiculous
standing and waiting
waiting to be pulled onto the road
by a passer bye
and they will wait forever
for no passerbye
was ever pulled from the roadside
rather there were others
who have tried to pull him off
and he has faught back
and he has one, but only so far
for never can he let up
always must he fight against
those evil callers by the side
and those who watch him
those sillly wishers
they will fall easily
and know no better
but someday they will see
that they have fallen
and maybe they will again cry
or finally take a stand
and realize who they are
or whom the should be
and then they will fight
and it wil be hard
so hard that only a few will win
some will quit
some of them always quit
not wanting enough
and once they have quit
after having seen their goal
it begins to dullen
until it is balck
so balck it becomes ugly
and noone wants ugliness
so they reject it
and look for a new goal
one that seems brighter
and for the present, it is
but withers soon
and again they find another
which again withers
for none are as good
aas that which they started with
and now they have lost
and now they are so far away
that they can never be found
and it is those simple ones
who lost, not knowing it
for winning in life
so have they lost in death
and that is the most horrible loss
for such an easy win
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