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
Copyright © Alexandria Palms | Year Posted 2014
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