|Im nothing but a shadow,
A forgotten dream,
A mindless bufoon.
Always tripping over my words,
No special skills,
An endless list of wills, not to many won'ts.
Ill do almost anything,
They loved me for who I was, now they hate for who I am.
I have'nt changed, they have.
No longer is self sufficiency a good skill,
Now when I need it most.
They used to walk all over me so I grew up,
Now they look down on me,
Can’t stand someone better than them,
They used to write, so I learned and now they don’t.
They read romance novels, I won't.
They simply cant stand my skills.
They thought they knew how to survive in the woods.
I live in the woods.*
They know when to quit.
I won't, not if I get hit.
They hate me for my skills.
No longer is self sufficiency a good skill.
Not when I need it most.
They thought a mile was a lot,
So I ran two.
They ran two and a half,
I ran three.
They quit they’re, I didn’t.
Now they hate my athleticism,
They may have wisdom from they're years.
I got more with my ears.
They finally gave up and started sprouting tears.
After 16 years of going I quit.
Now that self sufficiency is a good thing.
now that im no longer getting hit
Now that I need it most.
* using living as a term to enjoying your survival,/existence.
and woods as just a term of the forests and not civilization.
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