Life's pretty bummed lately. And I just cant come up with something right. Geez, bear with me.
each day feels wrong, the walks so long
each move I made, the more I had to take
each time they spoke, the words would choke
each tear I shed, the less I had
each breath I took, so hard I shook
each face I saw, their mask slowly tore
each word I said, my soul slowly got laid
and each time I felt sad, I told myself life's probably ain't that bad.
Stay True,
TGND
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