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Mar 2015
They all say its a phase but we know that's bllsht .  
For many years we cry about the same old sh*t.
That the adults always clearly miss.  
We are stuck in our minds with no way out.  
Stuck in the thought of getting better somehow.
Its not a phase we just can't get over what's been in our minds so long.  
We make ourselves unhappy because we can't stop thinking about things.
We can't just forget about it and move on.
Hapiness doesn't just come.
Escpecially when things that make you happy always tend to dissapeer.  
We ignore things until it all builds up.
Then we cry about everything that's so messed up.  
They all say is a phase but its never changed things can't always change when your not in control of changing them.
We just have to live with the fact that things can't be perfect  
You can't always fix what's been broken.
Written by
jeanette korbel
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