The clocks hands tick tock,
Time slowly creeps by.
No matter what is done,
Life is hard everyday regardless of what is tried.
This circle that Im in,
A daily rut of pain.
Does not ever get better,
Its driving me insane.
They come cross my path,
And doors are opened wide.
But as i walk through them all,
What happens is a little more my heart dies.
Life seems so dark and gloomy,
I am teased with promises each day.
But alas the road is treacherous,
For nothing goes my way.
They talk a good game,
Showing false visions ahead.
If this game of theirs continues,
One day soon you shall find me dead.
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