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Juggling

I never thought things would pan out this way I figured i'd be alone for ever No friends needed or required They were simply not necessary But here I am now 3 years into the future I have so many friends that to please them all Is a huge feat in itself So to juggle these friends Like circus clowns juggle pins It's really a difficult thing Cause where does my happiness fall into this process that's starting to feel like manal labor Sometimes I feel like i'm filling to capacity Trying to please one and than the other gets mad at me Why do I always have to be a good friend? I mean it's easier said than done Especially when your juggling more than one Where did all the fun go? It went right out the window I need a vacation A lacky to take my place for a minute So I can go back to the days of being alone I'm not saying it was better I'm just saying back than I only had one to worry about and that was myself I'm tired of juggling

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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