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May 2015
Some days I feel like I'm falling
and wen I do I'm so sick
Sometimes I feel like I'm braking
and i get sick of the world
I have got no weir ells to run
and I don't think I could
Because I feel like I nothing
and mostly sick of the world
Now this life hat I'm Leading
its something of a lie
because when i go home at night
I feel like I might cry
because I am sick
and for me theirs no cure
someday I will die from this sickness
because I got no weir ells to go
this world around me is the sick one
I'm just a lost unloved one.
because I get sick of this world,
and I feel like I'm falling
theirs no cure for the world
and I just don't care because I'm sick
I'm sick of the world
Andie May ostrander
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