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A gorillas existential crisis

failure

Not who I hoped

January 2, 2018MattLeave a comment

I am not the man I hoped to be
The boy who looks back doesn’t look up
To me

Poetryboy, failure, failure to grow, growing, man, Poetry, short and not so sweet

Guitar collector

June 3, 2016MattLeave a comment

Sitting in a room full of guitars
Tried to pluck those strings
But never got far
With each new wave of enthusiasm
A newly stringed gal
Became my favourite pal
Now i’m trapped in a room
Full of new wooden pals
Waiting to be heard
With not a musical bone left in me
To play to the birds

Uncategorizedfailure, guitars, music, Poetry, writing
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