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Life Is a Mess

I used to be cocky nothing could stop me now I live numb to the core I've forgot me need a new hobby something I've not been need to resurface and once again dream people are nasty selfish and ghastly they put themselves first cause others hurt lie and desert for pride they assert fear being lonely reject being holy choose fakeness so phoney the misery moaning people put me off the people so toxic and lethal it's boardline evil a weakness so feeble but if I focus on just myself just on me and no one else maybe I could grow my wealth not my cash I mean emotions treat the mean as if their no ones focus forward see what opens maybe life won't seem so hopeless just to try nonetheless just to be my very best settling for nothing less but for now life is a mess

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