Cynical

It is always the good part we want to claim
Not to realize
That part is the waste we've been

We tried to be what's not within us
Fading like a dream
Chasing something that never last

We blame somebody on its worse
A reflected decay
It's just ourselves are its source

It is always the bad part we complained
We should realize
That part is the taste of our sins

Never satisfied on what we already have
Putting up the pieces
Having the chance to have it, is already enough

What you sought is already gone
'Cuz everything you do
Is just everything I've done



Poetry by Mark Leo Dayao
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Written on 2008-09-25 at 20:11

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