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Life.
Tears drop,
nobody notices.
Cries for help fill the silence,
nobody hears me.
Bags under my eyes,
its only hideous when I smile,
because my smiles fake.
I've been this way awhile.
Nothing's getting better,
everything's getting the opposite.
Too much bullshit.
This is life I guess,
sometimes I may feel as if i wanna die,
that's the easy way out,
I'm gonna have to finish the ride,
and take the hard way out.
nobody notices.
Cries for help fill the silence,
nobody hears me.
Bags under my eyes,
its only hideous when I smile,
because my smiles fake.
I've been this way awhile.
Nothing's getting better,
everything's getting the opposite.
Too much bullshit.
This is life I guess,
sometimes I may feel as if i wanna die,
that's the easy way out,
I'm gonna have to finish the ride,
and take the hard way out.
Published 11th May 2012
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