its a curse
running around after others
trying to make them happy
but what about my happiness?
i only ever wanted one thing
and its left
of course why should that make you care?
im of little importance to anyone
just the stone on the ground
ready to be kicked
i've had enough now
leaving will be great
moving away from you all
im gonna be free from it all
free to search for my happiness
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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