Let’s go bowling
My time: like the money spent, is nonrefundable
My parents: like the 7 & 10 pin, split
My hopes and dreams: like the ball, down the gutter
My friends: like the shoes, rented
My depression: like the ball, always returning
My self image: like the pins, shattered by the ball
My life: like a 300, the perfect game
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