My Family
i did not cry, when my dad died, i still love her, even though my mother lied, people tell me i am smart, but my brain is really fried, i just want to feel the bottom, but give up because i have tried. im not gratefull for my life, but i have to pick a side, i should not have to change for anyone, and just yes i will abide, with or without water, life is like an endless slide, except your last day on this earth, you dont believe but you have flied. ever since the year eleven, life is permanantly styed, i try to speak the truth, but people make me go and hide, only two yes they were real, but i never have been eyed, i do not care what people think, no you will not break my stride.
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