this pain. The suffering of others. Who do you expect me to
be 'God' who do you want me to be? Do you want me to bow
down praise for what you havnt even gave me? Do you
understand how i feel. How am i ment to be this person i
never knew that i could become. Am i really..A monster, can i
control this outbursts? Can i control, this anger which lurks
inside of me..What do you expect of me, what dose anyone
expect of us..Can you understand life? Can you understand,
the feeling of what each breath can bring us..Who are
we..What are we..Who..Am I?






we never talk anymore yo'!
thats messed up.
IM me sometime or something!!
O:
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