my life has its up's and downs
It's screwed, it doesn't know its worth
It doesn't know where it comes from
It doesn't have an identity
But It doesn't have to take out a voice
To show it's alive.
It's life isn't?
Where you do someone wrong
And expect apology,
Love ironically
Love those who hate you
And Hate those who loves you.
I am speechless
I am worthless!
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