My Race
My Race
I’m in this y race
I find it hard to chase
All the people I care about are slowly going to waste
It’s so hard to be a friend
Wishing that all this would end
But will it ever end
I think not
The drugs has taken all the people I got
Copyright © Emilie Pickering-Ward | Year Posted 2021
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