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Driven


.I'm determined 

Just like my friends.

I'll get my license

And then, I'll be free to go wherever I want.

 

The day is here.

It's just a piece of plastic.

Oh, well.

 

Newfound freedom

Means that I can hang out with my friend

I'm driven to fix my social life.

 

A few hours later,

I leave the party.

Bad decision.

 

I was driven.To do stupid things.

Driven to hang out with friends.

Driven to party.

Now, my body has no drive.

 

Because now it is finally laid down to rest in peace.

 

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