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its all okay


i sit and tell myself,

its all gonna be okay,

every single day theres not a thought that doesnt give me anxiety.

i dream that maybe one day things will change and

 

i feel it all coming out

they say im a problem child,

all these stuff inside of me is gonna come out

no wonder my dad chose to not be around

but when i wake up and realize that im broker than change,

kicked out of foster homes,

please explain why they cant stand me?

is there a way for me to change?

or am i just a victim of things of what i did to maintain?

 

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Angel51

A quiet kid from Chicago who lives in New Mexico. I dream like there's no tomorrow. I'm harsh because I'm sensitive, Nothing is easy, but I've come to learn, The sun still comes up the next day.

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