This mess
I'm standing in the middle of this mess,
There is very few place for happiness,
Sometimes I even cry myself to sleep,
My thoughts are drowning so deep,
I find no comfort in joyful happening,
My life seems dedicated to failing
My mind constantly tells me to leave,
But that is one thing I can't achieve,
I just want to give my head a rest,
And out of my life I want to make the best,
I am losing myself a little more,
Every day reminds me that life's a whore
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Ich werde alles im nächsten Kapitel beantworten:)
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