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Chores stacked like pancakes. And you wonder why i’m tired. I’m busy as a bumblebee. And you wonder why I’m mad. None of my bills are gettin paid.
When will I see Fruitions of being happy What happened to respect exactly What's intact is that I watch my back Wondering when one close Decides to hide inside The lies of emotional ties
I drink, I drone, My future unknown. Coffee helps with the moan, And early morning foam. To college I’ve shown, Myself a new home, Though to graduate alone, Brings itself a sad tone.
I'll express this today That beauty in the world comes to me seemingly so quickly At least until I feel like everyone in the possible known universe is ticked at me I'll express this today