I'm trying so hard not to cry,
Broken smile,
And broken heart,
Forever and ever.
I wish that I wasn't alive,
Because that will be a dream come true,
But none of my dreams comes true,
Never in my life.
None of my wishes come true,
None of my prayers are answered,
I think God hates me,
Or stars don't like my wishes.
Life is just a big mushed up mess,
Waiting to be cleaned up,
But whenever I clean,
It puts itself back into a mess.
I'm trying so hard,
Not to break into tears,
Not to burst my bubbles,
Or be pushed by my own buttons.
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