Bullet in your brain

Loving, complaining, caring, crying. When it's not perfect, it's nothing. Life is never good. Not good enough. Your desperate needs, your way of doing things, your way of living life. It's not like you can control your feelings, but you can get yourself together. Once you hit the floor, you give up. Just like that. I sometimes do that everyday, but it's okay.

You can just sit there saying "life's not fair." You got that right mister, but so what?

So you think that all you need is one thing? Wake up.

You can't see how weak you are ..


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