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The Hardest Part

The hardest part is inside of me. Waking up with absolutely no dignity. How do I do this? Tryin' to live life to the fullest.. But in return I get nothing. Face the facts you're no good, nothing's going to be your way, THEY say having little get togethers and parties while I'm doing work. Yet they still curse, yell at me because I'm the worst, upset because this life is not meant for me... I'm doing the best I can be and they don't care for Me. The Hardest Part is when you try to help everyone out, yet they won't need your help because they think they have it all figured out. Well they don't but they act like it, try to fit in yet they are the best fit. -Alley

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