scattered
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I’ve been known to give more of myself than I can recover.
I will sacrifice every ounce of me, until I am sick,and even then, I will continue to give.
What am I doing? I haven't a clue,
Most of the days I feel like the sky true blue.
Jumped into college following the money not my passion,
Spent many days looking at my life just crashing.
