-I've been subjected to endless misery
Never felt the joy from victory
Everything good I used to have is all history
I've never found my happiness it's all a mistery
Nobody in my line ever stays they're either fake or death takes then away
I know crying never helps nor pays so is to hate them
Guess I was born to cry till the day I'm old,My story about happiness will still remains untold.
I could use your help from the hands you fold but I guess everything in life is sold.
©charityneo
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