Life
Life is precious despite all your messes.
People desgise themselves,u know men in dresses.
Its the people that dont love you,they push and shove you.
not to do better but to do worse.
life to me sometimes is a curse
how do you really feel about things
which you had it all dimonds and rings
were do you go when your sad
me i have no mom no dad
i really use to think life suck
naw its my trade of bad luck
i try my hardest to feel what i write
know matter if it takes all night
when people hurt you its real noticeable
i try not to be so emotional though
it hurts and bleeds but know i feel gud.
haters they dont and wish they could
i dont hurt others do gud unto them
im not mean,evil nor trifaline
ive succeeded in life and know im GREAT
this all happens to thoughs who arnt FAKE
People desgise themselves,u know men in dresses.
Its the people that dont love you,they push and shove you.
not to do better but to do worse.
life to me sometimes is a curse
how do you really feel about things
which you had it all dimonds and rings
were do you go when your sad
me i have no mom no dad
i really use to think life suck
naw its my trade of bad luck
i try my hardest to feel what i write
know matter if it takes all night
when people hurt you its real noticeable
i try not to be so emotional though
it hurts and bleeds but know i feel gud.
haters they dont and wish they could
i dont hurt others do gud unto them
im not mean,evil nor trifaline
ive succeeded in life and know im GREAT
this all happens to thoughs who arnt FAKE
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