Harsh words so early in the day.
Never did I want things to be this way.
Changing everyday.
Nothing gets better.
Continue to pray.
Maybe something different will come my way.
Harsh looks.
Immediately turns the room into a pit of broken promises.
Sold out to the other side.
Continue to pray that tomorrow won't start and end the same.
The whistle blows and to those who like to play, no more games.
Wash my hands clean of socializing with the lame inconsiderate, people that are out to ruin the day.
Continue to pray.
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