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Sometimes I wonder if life is worth the shit

How we say things of others and think nothing of it

Most people really couldn’t give a damn

Happiness is fake, a lie, a sham



Some may understand how I feel this is for them

The heart is the place where sadness stems

Those of you who know that this is true

We cannot help but feel what some call blue



In the past I have felt as low as low

I wanted to just leave I wanted to go

In life I think I need a new map

My life has ended up as one big mishap



Some may understand how I feel this is for them

The heart is the place where sadness stems

Those of you who know that this is true

We cannot help but feel what some call blue



This has all lead to my demise

Myself as a person the world seems to despise

The feeling of happiness fades in and out

But mostly is not there without a doubt



Some may understand how I feel this is for them

The heart is the place where sadness stems

Those of you who know that this is true

We cannot help but feel what some call blue



Mind has gone away in a click of my fingers

Although the pain in me it still lingers