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just feeling like putting my hands on my head,and with that disappointed look saying **** *** happened caught in my own confusion not truly understanding what it is I want in my life, for my life, asking myself are my decisions I make now affecting those around me, am I accepting good in my life ,or am I inviting pain and misery in then again my life has always been pain and misery and whenever I gather that glimpse of happiness it seems to back fire a few smiles a few laughs and I feel oh this is going to be great turns into arguing and frustration followed with constant irritation lost in this maze of *** like *** but **** it who cares nobody ever shows their true heart stuck up to themselves, or afraid to speak to someone they don't know all these so called friends probably won't even look to see what I wrote oh well my support system ain't really a support just me and my music is how I feel lost in this World but at peace with Sound it's true I'm the wind come and go breeze feels nice then it's gone if I stay to long it'll cause a hurricane that's why I choose to go ...
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Sep 30, 2016
Sep 30, 2016 at 4:19 AM UTC
Confusion
just feeling like putting my hands on my head,and with that disappointed look saying **** *** happened caught in my own confusion not truly understanding what it is I want in my life, for my life, asking myself are my decisions I make now affecting those around me, am I accepting good in my life ,or am I inviting pain and misery in then again my life has always been pain and misery and whenever I gather that glimpse of happiness it seems to back fire a few smiles a few laughs and I feel oh this is going to be great turns into arguing and frustration followed with constant irritation lost in this maze of *** like *** but **** it who cares nobody ever shows their true heart stuck up to themselves, or afraid to speak to someone they don't know all these so called friends probably won't even look to see what I wrote oh well my support system ain't really a support just me and my music is how I feel lost in this World but at peace with Sound it's true I'm the wind come and go breeze feels nice then it's gone if I stay to long it'll cause a hurricane that's why I choose to go ...
ShaiSoul
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Sep 30, 2016
Sep 30, 2016 at 4:19 AM UTC
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