Bore

Bore


Everything is a chore.
Everything is a bore.
Everything is worth nothing at all
And everything is no more.


You want to get high, but not experience the lows.
You want a life where anything goes.
You want the love, but not the pain. 
You want a love who promises to stay.


If you get high, then low’s you will find.
If you want love, then you will lose your mind.
If you want to find your own way, 
Then you will end up lost and one day fade away.


(C)2020 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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