Solution

Popularity is an illusion
Of being important,
Transparent mind
Is too quick to shoot
Another one of a kind thought
That pollutes the hemisphere of thinking,
Clear mind is a door to a soul
Forever shinning and never blinking

Adam Prockstem Smith

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Food
On planet Earth
There are creatures plenty
They all feed on each other
Consuming dollars twenty
The mother nature has produced
A variety of foods
Vegetables, meat, fruits
All of them comply the law
Where order in the food chain is their God

Adam Prockstem Smith

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Insect

Grumpy mosquito sits on a tree
Digesting the blood of a parrot she sucked
Just a minute ago, they say it's a she,
Only females hunt while men prefer beer
And board games with kids at home
However there is one good thing to state
About her, she loves her husband
And the eggs she lays are top quality,
For a woman of her age

Adam Prockstem Smith

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Complete

I don't need their opinion
To feel good about myself
I don't need the cheering crowds,
I don't need the smiles or even the cash,
I feel good enough by just being me
It is not that hard to see
I'm complete even if the world
Still tries to force it's opinion on me

Adam Prockstem Smith

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Disheartened

As the story goes about my woman
Is that I left her, she left me,
Who cares about that psychotic spree?
I keep on wondering why bodies collide,
Why we met and then go bare
Why this universe shuffles as cards deck
I bet there is no meaning, no reason,
For anything I just said

Adam Prockstem Smith

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Pessimist

Prepare your venture for another adventure
Everything is good, everything is fine
I've got my own food, I've got my own time
However, I'm losing it
I'm losing my mind
If there was ever anything to lose
I lost it completely, but who am I to choose?

Adam Prockstem Smith

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Puzzle

If I ever to succeed at something
Ever to have that big win
Ever to feel great again
I would probably blow it all way
Just to see her face smiling
When I know that she is mine
But that probably will never happen
So I'll just soak in anticipation
To hit the bulls eye once more
And be true to the score
Before it's messed up as if before

Adam Prockstem Smith

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