"... the wrong kind of life."
To wake up in the morning,
to leave the safe haven
that does not judge.
To walk around,
trying to smile and be
happy,
when all you want to do
is cry.
What kind of life is that?
to leave the safe haven
that does not judge.
To walk around,
trying to smile and be
happy,
when all you want to do
is cry.
What kind of life is that?
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