im just a lost little boy... searching for my moms arms, searching in angst, i will do no more harm, things may not make sense... more than half my life, but maybe i can make it, maybe ill do alright, the things i write surprise me.... sometimes its as if, someone else controls my words, and i just plead the fifth, im sick of caring what people think.... when they pass me on the street, i have noticed this in my time, everyones unique, why do i look through jaded eyes.... at most things in my life, one thing stands out again and again, i WILL never be alright.......
Reason for writing:
just some shit i was thinking about rding the bus ewwwww public trasnportation sux ass i want my car back!!!!!! :(( cipher
Birth sign: Aries
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