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Why is it
That good things never seem to happen
To us good people
We go through life
And all we do is give

And Why is it
That good things never seem to happen
To the innocent
Abused misused and always
On our own

Like the single tree
That stands alone against the wind
One grain of rice
At the bottom of an empty bowl
We stand terrified
Of what the world has yet to show
Each one of us
On our own we walk we this road

So why is it
That good things never seem to happen
To us good people
We go through life
And all we do is give

And why is it
That good things never seem to happen
To the innocent
Abused misused and always
On our own

Face towards the storm
A flame inside us starts to burn
A battlefield
To test the heart and test the mind
Worn and burned
but we carry on through the bind

Evn though
Good things never seem to happen
To us good people
We go through life
All we do is give

Even though
Good things never seem to happen
To the innocent
Abused misused and always
On our own

But We won't fall
But We won't break
No one can define
Who we are and what we make
Of this life
In between the lines

No one knows
What we see
How we think
Or how we breathe
Always there
Struggling
Against the odds
And on the edge

Even though
Good things never seem to happen
To us good people
We go through life and all we do is give

Even though
Good things never seem to happen
To the innocent
Abuse misused and
Always on our own

Why is it
That good things never seem to happen
To us good people
We go through life
all we do is give

And Why is it
Tht good things never seem to happen
To the innocent
Abused misused and always
On our own



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kikixkupkake said...
May 3, 2013 at 9:49 pm:
This poem really leaves one thinking, "why is it that way, and can I change it?" I find your poem inspirational and very true to this day. I love it :)
 
2PCamp replied...
May 4, 2013 at 8:55 am :
Thank you :) it's really nice to know someone was touched reading my poem. If you ask me yes and no. It's a dark world with bad people coming out on top because they are devious enough to get there and won't think about the fingers they've stepped on. But there are those brief moments where good things do happen to good people. And truthfully it doesn't matter what happens. Because inside you know you are one of the good people. And those are the people that carry on
 
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