Life's a game
Life's a game I have to play. Heads or tail? Nevermind. your going to loose either way. Game over! But maybe thats were it all started. Its three AM and im wide awake. Nothing to do but think. Dads paying time, moms paying bills. Missing everyone that left when I needed them. The unbreakable bond broken. Talking to anyone is like talking to sheep. They hear but they don't understand. Do they even want to listen? Whats the point in trying anymore? Watch me fall. Hear me scream. It hurts to know that the person I trusted the most, hurts me the most. Now trusting people is what I fear the most.
-WSM
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