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Degrees of school and addiction
When I'm up, nothing can stop me. However when I'm not, it seems like anything can knock me, down down into a deep dark abyss. Feelings of self-pity, hate, and wallowing, they're like boulders that seem to heavy to lift. So what changes? Why do I fight to climb?
Idk but when I do, I feel so alive. Accomplishment after accomplishment, they come so fast; I don't think I can handle it. You see I'm afraid, afraid that i can't man this ship. It sinks and it rises, sinks and it rises, when will the next wave hit? I don't know but right now, I'm on my shit. So I guess I'll keep going.
Idk but when I do, I feel so alive. Accomplishment after accomplishment, they come so fast; I don't think I can handle it. You see I'm afraid, afraid that i can't man this ship. It sinks and it rises, sinks and it rises, when will the next wave hit? I don't know but right now, I'm on my shit. So I guess I'll keep going.
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