how can i go through this life i live?
all this pain and sorrow,
why should i forgive?
i wake up each morning,
to " get the hell out of bed"
i live my life wishing that i was dead.
life is nothing but a game,
no chance whatsoever,
yes, it's always the same
wake up, then torture, get home, go to bed
these things are my life,
hopefully, all in my head
 
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