i live for the future,
i die in the past.
i wonder how much suffering
my heart can outlast.

people try to judge me,
but i just walk away.
cuz its such a waste,
why bother anyway?

they try to label,
they try to taunt.
i fight, i fight until
i tire, my eyes gaunt.

my past still totures me,
i cant believe i made it,
through all the tears and misery.

but ima fighter,
at least, thats what my parents say.
now i try to beleive them.
in my battle to reach the light.
 
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