Complex.

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I work myself again today. 
Push myself through the boundaries i believe that will make me a better person 
Friends and family let me know i'm not alone. 
Words of support. Words of help. Words that get me through this hell. 
It goes through my left and out through my right 
As I struggle to keep my ideas alive at night. 

Isn't it weird I write the best after midnight 
When everyone's asleep exhausted by the day's fight
I keep myself awake with this coffee I make
Try to pull myself through tonight and hope I get some sleep at least till nine. 

Pushing and Pushing till I achieve the right words.
Writing and erasing until I achieve what I call perfection 
The essays and exams wont write itself 
and i sure as well can bullshit well but these days not matter how many days I give myself, 
I still can't write the words of satisfaction that can fill myself 

Breathe in and out 
This poisonous smoke that smells
This poison of a stick that maybe resembles hell
Killing my lungs but at least it helps me out 
Getting my thoughts sorted
Getting me to think of words that at least attains a score
Why judge me on grades that i get from this hell 
Can't you just judge for who I am and what i can do well? 

The Spirit of Youths

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We run. We chase our dreams.

We can’t sit still. We want to try everything.

We want to experience fireworks. We want the feeling of adrenaline.

We don’t want anyone holding us down.

We fight. We fight to release these emotions of hate. Emotions we can’t control.

We find love. To replace the feeling the loneliness we want to forget.

We laugh. We smile. We drink. We smoke. To find ourselves. To find who we are.

We try. We fall. We pick ourselves up. That’s how we learn.

We do things we are told not to do.

We want to be free from the chains. The shackles. The responsibilities.

We want to be free. To ride into the sunset and feel the wind in our hair.

We want to feel reborn. We want to feel new. We want to venture roads we never traveled before.

Ambitious with spirit. Ambitious without a thought. What we want, we will achieve.

Don’t hold us down, because we are who we are. No one can control us.

No one can calm this heart that beats for freedom.

We are young. We are the youths and we want to be free forever. 

~Was listening to a song and was inspired  to write this. If only songs inspired me to churn essays..
Ironically as well...It's youth day tomorrow....I want to go back to my youth too~