The way I see it
It's all about the part .
I hate to be that person who rants and raves.
I don't care for the way,
I was treated yesterday.
Beyond my wildest imagination
The expression on my face is disappointment.
The rules have been distorted
And revamped to help the other camp.
I have heavy eyes.
I carry a heavy weight
I hate the way the day starts and ends .
Never up.
Always down.
Can't pull myself together.
I'm a basketcase left to wither.
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