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Just keep it in


Mom told me to never hate . 

Now that I look did I really listnen to her 

 

She told to love everyone at sight  but now I think I have a couple question about life 

 Am I really ugly?

Am I really stupid 

What point of life?

Sure my friends are by my side everyday every time but now I think  was I there for them too.

 

Would I really  care if there hurt and I could never do anything about it ?

 

Would you bleed for them?

Would I cry for them ?

 

You could never be so perfect if you do not try.  I know I have been there  thousands times but you could attempt the struggle of trying.


 

Sure you can you be the most prettiest girl have all the friend you need  but deep inside you can never find what you .

 

You could a rich but still deep feel you want and you never you the look minor all the fame all the joy got into you. 

 

You could jump but them you have them friends side

This example you could never that you could never want once ddep inside 

 

You can never be so perfect or so kind  if you do not love deep inside . 

Life is a rollercoaster please blacked before turn off the rails. 

 

You can nevr find you passion if you do not try

 

Life could the right time or the right place just to love that all you need life.

You can never like if you do not try.

This could be a place that you could right now if you could speak .

 

Life could be place and play but once you look you never time .

 

 

You have to life like a story it place where you can run and hide you could be young be old but you can never in outside.

 

You could perfect if you tried there no point of life if do not try. 

Life is story you could write die. 

 

So chose to write to be loved to be tryed. 

 

You could never your way the maze of life.

 

Life is chore if think if love you doing something but could be so perfect fine. 

 

You will never be fine ..

 

Sure people can call you weird never care to hear  you out.

They all care when you fall down when you breakdown .

 
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