The Game
I can't seem to figure out how to hit reset mode, or ever get any closer to deciphering this code.
As a diversion I try to conceal my pain
I no longer feel any shame
It's either continue on with this tofacade
Or expose the true horror & agony I live with every single day
My attempts have proven useless;
It has become to much to tame.
The time has come, I tap out now; the voices can take all the fame.
They continue to drain the life from me; I have almost none left to give.
My better days are all behind me now; for eternity remaining in my past.
The voices have finally beaten me
I give up, I tap out, & I accept my place in last.
The feeling of defeat is within me & that day to shall come
When they're little game will be over & they shall be done with all they're fun
I have no more fight left in me;
Not even a little ---- I have exactly NONE
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