grass still unmowed, front of the house still unswept adapter still broken, cracked big wheel infront of the house same people walking by, raise their hands in greeting same garbagemen outside my window, wish i lived somewhere else, instead of the cold brick walls of cabrini i am surrounded by wish i could be accepted, wish i didn't have to go away wish i could just play my music without having to turn it down or even off, i put my hands under my chin and i smirk and wish that i had more freedom, wish everything was different,wish i didn't need to do the same things every day and wishing has gotten me nowhere becuase i have seen that no matter how hard i wish life will be the same as it was today and the day before that and day after day after day after day after day after day. it will suck.
Reason for writing:
this is the way it is
Birth sign: Aries
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