life is made of qualities
I think I'm lacking all of these
every day the same old fucked up thing
over and out I'm going insane
I try so hard to make it all right
maby I'm just to old and out of might
fight to the end
with or with out what friends
when I write I try to let out
all frustrations with out a dout
to enlighten some sunshine I havent wrote
I'm the one you love to hate
as the door swings to and fro
the gate awaits us
we are not all ready
but willing and waiting
god sometimes.....................no idea
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