Every now and then I break.
I can't take no more.
It almost more then I can take.
it's like I've gone to war
Some days are just a stuggle.
Everything goes wrong.
The things I have to juggle,
goes where they don't belong.
It's not like Im a angel
I've got my share of sin.
The odds are stacked against me.
Time and time again.
As I look into the mirror
not knowing what I'll find.
Is the answers staring back?
Maybe I'm just blind.
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