I feel like I've said this over and over again,
Are we enemies or more like un-close friends.
I'm lost in this past that has been made present,
Lost in a limbo, one very unpleasant.
Please know that this is the year of our centennial.
100 years as a U.S. territory, yet the thought hasn't hit the country's cranial.
We want to believe that we aren't in this alone,
But really all we have is each other, this relationship is what we refer to as "home."
First, he refers to our governor as president,
And yes, it's really what he meant.
Test after test, I guess we're failing them all,
Is the 100th going to be the year we fall?
Independence or penance for our differed history?
Should we try to add more to an already sad story.
We are tired and at most, weary.
Our blue skies are constantly getting teary.
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