Monday

Life is a ship and im a passenger wanting it to sink

I feel like dying
Life isnt how i pictured it
I always imagined being with a guy was perfect
Doing what i wanted. . . sticking up for what i wanted
Its all gone in the wind. . . and im left here to cry
Nothings what i wanted. . . nothing i had imagined
It sucks. . . life sucks. . . it all sucks
I cant find anyone. . . why is that?. . . i dont know
Its all too much. . . theres not enough life. . . at least life worth living
But i keep going. . . why?. . .thinking about others again
Ill just stay sad. . .and lonely. . . and not happy with everythnig
Everytime i try and gasp for air i get smothered in this chair
Ill continue my charade of happiness

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