Let’s face it, life isn’t worth living most days. What can you do about it? I’m afraid you can’t do much. It will cause you to try and escape from reality and then where will you be? Crushed without a place to go. Yeah, that’s the kind of consequences I’m talking about most of the time. So, why bother with it all? I’m not sure why I do most days. Wouldn’t it be easier to off myself? I mean who hasn’t thought about killing themselves from time to time? I know I have. It would be nice not to have these thoughts and feelings about my life. But I do have them and they won’t go away. So I must deal with them. There’s nothing wrong with that, I guess? Maybe there is. I don’t know for sure. So just allow it to be whatever it wants to be. If life wants me dead, who am I to argue with it? There’s so many things in this life that don’t matter. So many things in this life that do matter. I need to find a balance in between the two things and make it work out for me.
Oh life, had you been different
you wouldn't be the same
the lessons learned
the tears fought through
all would be forgotten
knowing nothing
and learning nothing
how silly you'd become
I prefer the lessons
I love the heartache
I need the loneliness at times
dear life you mean so much to me
you're not an easy road
I'll give you that
but you're a road for sure
you wouldn't be the same
the lessons learned
the tears fought through
all would be forgotten
knowing nothing
and learning nothing
how silly you'd become
I prefer the lessons
I love the heartache
I need the loneliness at times
dear life you mean so much to me
you're not an easy road
I'll give you that
but you're a road for sure
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