Hate My Life
I know complaining is senseless
but this pain is hard to bare
Something is going wrong inside of me
and it seems like no one can care
Why does this thing always come
when I think it’s all over and done
all my life coming and going
sneaking up on me
never knowing
when she will hit
and knock me back down
it’s so cold and hard
on the ground
Days come and go
as does joy and suffocate
aware I should nt be saying this
but as of right now
I think I hate my life
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