Tired of Life
So much pressure,
so much pain,
will things ever turn out right.
Tired of living, Tired of life.
No one to comfort me, no one
to be there, where are the ones' that
are supossed to care?
Filled with sadness day after day,
tears pour from my eyes,
tired of living, I am tired of life......
Why do I feel this way?
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