Done!!!
I'm so done
With all this pain
N dealing with these lames
Not knowing who your real friends are
Not knowing who u can trust
I have 2 no who to trust
That's a must
Cause life is like a battle flied
My lips as the trigger n my words are the gun
It only takes one bullet to kill a friendship
Pple say sticks n stones will break my bones n words will never hurt me
But what people forgot is words hurt a ton
I'm so done
Sometimes I blame myself
For not playing this game called life
Smart
I wish somebody would have told me this from the start :/
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