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Sleepless Nights and Senseless Conversations

I suck at sobriety, Even though life hasn't been that hard on me? What excuse do I have When I have all this support? I'm powerless, Been that way since 16. There's been times that I thought that I'd changed, Then the old me returns to turn up the heat. I'm not a lost soul, But I'm well on my way at this rate. I can't seem to get ahead of my demons Because I had no faith. I fear myself, My lack of self control when I'm the author of my fate. You think the worst, Expect the best, Awfully high hopes for having no hope.

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