Our Daily Damages

Today and everyday it’s the same old thing,
Being made fun of and rejected in one round ring,
It’s a circular pattern that always comes back,
No matter what I do I can’t stop it in its track.

Having objects hurdled at your head,
Trying to hide your sadness wishing you were dead,
I know I’m not the only one,
I’m seeing it everywhere being done.

In this great wide world we all seem to suffer,
I guess its just fate making our lives rougher,
Maybe one day it will all stop,
But until that faithful day we can all just block.

Block the bad memories and thoughts of what’s to come,
It might just help us coup with the battles we have not won,
Stop all the pain, misery, and the cries,
Stop all the pain and bring it to a rise.

If it’s really worth it,
Then it’s worth a try,
If it’s really worth it,
Then it’ll give more time to buy.

Death can happen on its own or because of a hate that’s true,
Don’t let those people get the better of you,
Every life is worth its weight in gold,
So don’t let people get you down and stay alive growing old.


 
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