Trouble

by tidbit   Dec 2, 2005


I'm lying here on the ground crying like a dove everything i do is either right or wrong most of it is wrong none of it is right theres only a couple chances and i have tried them all for i try hard to be tuff for now you see theres no hope no chances to be free no chances to have freedom if only i had done the things you asked the consequences wouldn't be as fast wouldn't be in trouble wouldn't be in pain wouldn't be in this shit like i am today.

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  • 19 years ago

    by tidbit

    Its alright it still needs work