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Enough is enough! A person will quote, I can't take the pain anymore! Nobody understands! But isn't that the beauty? I say, A simple life, Is all that I wanted, Without having complications like love and sadness, No fear, no madness, But that's impossible isn't it? I would reply, Because that is life and you can't run away from it, The sooner you learn that lesson, the better, But let me tell you something, Something which I know very well, Friends can't choose you, Because you choose yourself, Other can do nothing but obey, You can choose be a crazy person, can't you? Or a kind one or even bad? But being different doesn't make you look silly, It makes you stand out and special, ever thought about that? So enough with this constant blabbering, And be who you really are, Because I know and you know, That with this life you can only get so far, So keep quiet they would in the end, At the end of this exhausting speech, Because they can't choose me and I know that, So I would sit alone under my tree.
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Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 7:32 AM UTC
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Enough is enough! A person will quote, I can't take the pain anymore! Nobody understands! But isn't that the beauty? I say, A simple life, Is all that I wanted, Without having complications like love and sadness, No fear, no madness, But that's impossible isn't it? I would reply, Because that is life and you can't run away from it, The sooner you learn that lesson, the better, But let me tell you something, Something which I know very well, Friends can't choose you, Because you choose yourself, Other can do nothing but obey, You can choose be a crazy person, can't you? Or a kind one or even bad? But being different doesn't make you look silly, It makes you stand out and special, ever thought about that? So enough with this constant blabbering, And be who you really are, Because I know and you know, That with this life you can only get so far, So keep quiet they would in the end, At the end of this exhausting speech, Because they can't choose me and I know that, So I would sit alone under my tree.
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BeatricePrior
Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 7:32 AM UTC
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