decision making

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Broken bottles and tired eyes Filled with tears you never meant to cry The corroding building where you go to play
I am an emotional, fifteen years old girl;
You think you're ready, but you're not. All you think is, 'this is hot'. You don't understand, the consequences, when you don't put up those fences.
Hush, little baby, don't you cry, because you could never be as scared as I. Once upon I time I had dreams, now I lie awake and listen to your screams. Please, baby, your mommy always loves you
you think you know the future what's coming, what's going, what's approaching - you think you know the little secrets the little lies aren't news to you - you think maybe you can outrun it
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