Why does she lie? Why do I cry? Why do I stand around and get tried? Why is this a futile life? Why the strife? Why does her love cut like a knife? Why do you stare? Why isn't this fair? Why won't your thoughts you share? Why is it easy to stay? Why is it hard to go away? Why o why do I let myself feel this day after day? What's that you say? I'm pathetic in a way?
Reason for writing:
story of my life... haha
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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