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It's always hard to deal with heavy news, Especially when it distorts all of your views, About the consequences of the life you choose, And all the rewards you may win or lose;  
I'm stuck at a point in my life, Where I don't really care if I live or die, I'm staring at the stars in the sky, asking God why? Like, did I choose this path for me? Is it my fault I can't breathe?
I stand in the void of the disturbed and gullible in times where we speak for faded enclosure  substances to dissolve our lack of compassion to survive this world of demand and subtraction  for who are we to take this for granted when all we exper
They don’t want you to be like them, they expect you to be like them For so long it has always been What will they think? How will they feel?
Decisions. Decisions. Growing up with no directions. Constantly second-guessing about  every option that presents itself, is it really a blessing?   Maybe it's a curse.
We were told not to question the ones in power, not to question the structure we live in. We were taught that those who have experience know better.
The voice in my head, "Maybe you're not good enough." Teachers say, "Don't listen to what people say" Friends say, "Don't listen to what people say" Parents say, "Don;t listen to what people day"
The voice in my head, "Maybe you're not good enough." Teachers say, "Don't listen to what people say" Friends say, "Don't listen to what people say" Parents say, "Don;t listen to what people day"
Where are you? How can I find you? Why aren't you there when I call you? You said you're there but why am I lonely? GOD- *knocks*   I can't sleep at night My heart is broken
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