

Will Days Change?I wonder if my days will change From how they areWill Days Change?
To better, From coming close to many tears To being able to smile again.
Do you think these tears, That never want to fall Could be a figment Of my imagination?
Could this be a false Depression mood Or am I really this upset? Do you think Theses days will change So I am happy again?


Not Due to YouWell I sit at this houseNot Due to You
wishing I were somewhere else.
Somewhere that I could call my home.
I mean this is what my mom wants to be my home but a house is made of bricks and stone and a home is still made of love alone and there is no love in this house.
No love at all.
Not here in this place... These schools are all filled with stuck up girls, guys who harass just for fun. These roads are full of murderers, sex offerenders Athiest people who have no life and sit and cry sit with blood dripping down, f
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it is just me... no one more and no one less... ME!
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Its something unpredictable, but in the end its right. I hope you have the time of your life.
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it is just me... no one more and no one less... ME!
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it is just me... no one more and no one less... ME!
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