Monday, March 25, 2013

27 Years Too Long

I wasn't meant to be here
So how did I make it 27 years
Growing up a screw up
So how could I give a fuck
About what happens to me
Or who's around to see
Because my life has been hard enough
Always dealing with other peoples stuff
When no one gives a fuck about how I feel
Yet they claim to be real
The world is as fake as a bad hair weave
And I'm just waiting on my time to leave
So that I can get away from all of the lies
Besides no one would care if I die
Because they're too wrapped up in themselves to see
Just how much they have impacted me
And no I'm looking for sympathy from any of you
Just be aware of what you do
Maybe take time to listen to someone else problems
Or instead of judging try to help solve them
It has taken me all these years
To stop shedding tears
Over how people treat me
Because I finally realize that I'm the only one who can set me free


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