At times I'm wondering what's next to come, cause it seems like the same old shit, with a different day attached. At times, I'm happy as fuck, over the stratosphere with hopes and dreams I'll succeed than fail. At times, I'm angry and wanting to lash out at the stuff that people do, or the way my life is managed. At times I swear, if Heaven will take me early, cause I just wanna sleep, leave all of this behind.
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