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new tear new night
If it's not one thing
it's another.Either fighting
w/ the parents or fighting
with myself. I can't stand all
the stress put on me, every
day there are new expectations.
Who knew it get to be this
crazy. So tired and dried out,
can't take much more from you
and your people. I rest my case
at the base of your feet. you
look down on me while I crawl back
to my hole. Eyes all red, tissues
stuffed in my pockets, this isn't
how is should always be. Every
night its the same old thing.
I'm ready for a change, I can't
wait for the same. No time
for the past, the future is coming
up fast.
