Treasure Island

Benjamin Michael Clark

(06/22/90 / Mattydale, NY)

Broken


Things don't last forever
But the greatness of
Things will last forever

We're clever for a second
Then we endeavor rebirth
Change our mind
Change our worth

Second guessing while
Seconds pass-
Are you feeling like
You're walking on Broken glass?

Always standing
In your own blood
But the crowd is watching you
On stage - throwing tomatoes

Then clapping-
Uncertainty wrapped
In the present
With Pretty paper

Submitted: Thursday, July 25, 2013
Edited: Saturday, November 30, 2013
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