i’ve grown to hate this life
everything i can’t make right
all the promises that i’ve failed
every night and everywhere I am
all the dreams i can’t let go
everytime i thought i should’ve known
everything i can’t make right
everything that made me hate this lifein these waking hours
sleeping apprehension
the heart still beats, the lips still speak
but the wrods fall dry
dry and useless like a smile from a friend that you missed
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