There's something about Him
Don't know what It is
It makes me daydream about times that
never exist
And He's not around
He'll never come to my house
But I wish to be born at that time
We shared fresh air
Goodbye , So long..
Hope you're In good place
You're Better off

She Lies In her Head
Whispers Words left unsaid
Never Thinks about the past
Just the thought of a new life
Damaging everyone, she doesn´t Care
All she feels is unhappy
I feel alive , she feels dead
It's no one's fault but hers
Take me back to your paradise
Loose Those ponytails and
Dance with your hair
Life aint simple ****
"But try to make it forth living", they said.
I try.. I try..

Life begins to feel like a prison
Invisible bars of society and rules you can't trespass
Maybe death is freedom
Right now it all seems depressing
Work, health, love ,and stress
I'm so JOY-LESS
I remember the times when Simplicity ruled
I give you this , you give me that
There is no real human kind
You're not free to be who you wanna be
Just follow the trends and you'll see
How miserable you can be
In this world filled with greed.

A sweet memory is all that's left
Of All those moments we spent
There won't be new memories
Cause You left It all to chance,
Never committing to our bond
Never thinking you did wrong
I won't wait for you no more
I'm tired of making sense
Of an image in my head
Thinking we were endless
Waiting for you to change
But you're always inside my head
And you never leave that way
Always thinking about when we meet again
And then you left with no goodbye
And I knew I was wrong
For letting you inside for too long
Goodbye memoir.

I wake up to fall asleep
In a dream that I don't get to live
In A life, I wish I could sleep in
I work to live but I live at work
And That's my curse.
It consumes my energy , my life,
My soul
I hate coming home, always tired as ****
Not wanting to do anything at all
I wanna quit my job,
But I don't wanna be unemployed
God knows If I could
I'd do nothing at all

I work In an office with closed doors
I go out to places I don't want to go
My life consists of everything I never imagined
And Still I can't get out of it
I never chose to have this living
But for some reason It choose me
I stay up thinking about what I really wanted
About the things I would like to do on the weekends
With the imaginary friends that accompany me to
those places
I'm the person that I want to be
But people say you should be thankful for what you have
But my reality is that I wish  I was someone else
That I didn't suffer from migraines
That I didn't have to go on a diet
And I was surrounded by pets
Maybe some day when I die
I get to  live all over again
The Life and the people that made sense,

You make me want to Throw up
Your food is so bad I might choke and die
With Disgusting flavors and smells
Suddenly, I don't feel so well
Food is suppose to be Enjoying
Not like the one you serve, Its annoying
I cant stand thinking you could earn money
Out of the awful food you Serve.
Please, go to hell
Food is suppose to be good, not bad
Otherwise I wont buy.
Goodbye and farewell,
To your food from hell
I wont eat it never again
Please Lord..
They make the worst hamburger in the world
This gotta stop
You have to change the food
You ruined my adulthood


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