Corey Conklin


Truth


Sitting here bein' myself, the kids behind me givin' me hell.
I sit so quietly my eyes start to bleed, I cant wait to die, so i
can be freed.
Memories of mine, the good and the bad, most of them I wish
i never had.
I cant wait to see what will happen next,
something that wont be written in text.
For the next four years I sit here and tear, as all of my friends

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