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Welcome to the real carnival, not fair,

where nobody acts like they care,

unless they have a sad to share,

do they send a text over hair,

i want to be free of thought, of glory,

the day i am free of the shackles of worry,

rewrite the proposed ending to my story,

name the last chapter "Sorry",

fill it with names of those who have made,

me feel remorse and happy are the same,

have fun in the sun, and go crazed in the shade,

i don't know if i'll ever trust the same,

ruined for the future, tainted by my past,

like girls named Chelsea, Jenna, Jen or Kath,

nothing is okay, no need to ask,

keep on moving, i'll open up when you've passed.