crushed
when life starts crushing down on you,
the wieght of so much that your swimming deeply in,
pick yourself up and out of the blue do what you got to do,
when you smile and grin but no one knows where you been
living right,
by being everything they say,
falling in the darkness every morning til' night,
living this horrible way,
iner conflict fight,
yet trying to make this best of each day.
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