Let me tell you little story
About a thing called life
Never live it unless you can
Because when you're not living
When someone else runs the show
You just want to kill them or you.
I have learned that I am just a puppet
In this big cruel world
No matter how hard I try
I can't break free of these strings
I run, I cry but I'm tangled in this web.
I hate him, I hate this life
I hate what I have done to them
Nothing will ever be mine
Because its always poor him
What about me?
I don't fit in anymore
There is no where for me to run
No one to turn to
I'm alone everywhere I turn
And this is my story.
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