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Seth Milliman Feb 2016
The night counts on,
And I'm here lingering.
I know I should go home,
But I can't leave her here drinking.
This worry that weighs down on my mind,
Always about another tomorrow.
Should I count this worry as a lost cause?
Or add to my sorrow?
Seth Milliman Feb 2016
I wait for the sun,
And its new found glories.
The day begins anew,
With so many stories.
But alas from this what do we take?
A selfishness,
A greed.
Something we don't celebrate,
A new day has begun.
With it the warmth of the sun,
So for us this day.
Let us commemorate a day of life,
Our life.
And let us not for granted take.
Seth Milliman Feb 2016
Chocolate surprise,
Hidden in your eyes.
Wouldn't dare dream of taking that away,
What dream is this?
Sparkly sweetness of tomorrow,
Maybe sorrow.
Can't one stay?
To have fun and play,
Is it just a dream?
I don't know,
Only that of tomorrow.
This life is crazy,
But I'm not gonna laze back.
Gotta find my way through the haziness,
Of what I lack.
So be a part of or don't,
You choose your end.
Am I worth the recognition?
Or a forgotten friend?
Seth Milliman Feb 2016
Don't live like a king,
Cause it can be taken away.
Lazy work,
Never fully pays.
Why do we then live like we'll live forever?
A crown can be taken,
A kingdom torn down.
Foolish are the ignorant,
For their folly will be found.
So don't live like a king,
With riches a plenty.
When you don't have any 'round,
In this tragic setting.
We learn lots to be found,
So don't live like you're a king.
And you might save yourself before you drown.
Seth Milliman Feb 2016
They want more than a thank you,
Always wanting more than they need.
It never ends with a thank you,
Just saying more please.
Where did we grow so discontent?
Burning desires that never relent,
Why can't we just accept a thank you?
As a satisfying benefit,
This world is always wanting more.
Greed always knocking at the door,
But why can't it just end at a thank you.
Instead of always wanting more.
Remember to say thank you,
And never always wanting more.
Seth Milliman Feb 2016
What if you started something you couldn't stop,
Knowing your competition would overrule you.
Saying everything they wanted to hear,
Making it clear.
They are here to change the world too,
Why can't we see it?
Would no one truly believe it?
That the world is run by some fools,
And we're part of too.
Now ask yourself this point of view,
No matter how skewed.
Could you still perceive it?
Darkness and emotions cloud your state,
Feeling irate.
At what you still think it owes you,
This kind of thinking.
Turns smart men/women into cretins,
And we lose sight of what we need to be seeing.
Again and again,
This type of thinking.
That there's no other reason,
To question those whom keep on saying.
They'll change the world.
Seth Milliman Feb 2016
I've taken a chance,
Was shaken down by the risks.
A bliss for bliss,
Self tormenting found in me.
But this is the way it goes,
Passerby's you come to know.
What's scary is the truth you see,
Touching upon feeling.
Knowing it will not last,
Self satisfied answers that may never pass.
Broken words given in order to shape a stance,
But it can't.
No longer shaped to be molded,
Scolded beyond ones self reasoning.
By this one keeps believing,
That the sun may shine at last.
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