My girlfriend's name was Crystal.
I'm tired of being judged by 'the better',
even though they've been as low as me.
I'm tired of living the life I live,
being that i don't get enough sleep.
I'm not asking for help,
just for you to see that life is not perfect for me.
-PoetrybyRileyAbbott.
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