Really its painful,
To let it go, go and cry,
Its uncertain that there’ll be another chance,
To make it wide,
No it ain’t right to cry foul,
I cry for when I fail,
To sigh on the faults I have,
Trailing behind the crowd,
I see the sight…..
And still they blame me,
Even if I wasn’t there…..
To whine and go? Nope I will...
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