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by: Aimee

Attentions people theres a new state
Its called Misery
I've been traveling thru for quite sometime now
I dont think theres a way out
Its filled with all to the pain you disavow
the pain you thought was gone
and this pain, it fills you up
up to the top
and this pain, it controls you
and you dont know what to do
or whats happening anymore
you feel lost and alone
life feels like a chore
and you start to think of ways out
ways out of this place
you wish someone would help
but then you realize
people have been trying to help
but you push them away
not letting them get close
Then you feel sorry
so sorry, so sorry
Theres nothing you can do anymore
You Fucked up your life
Its all your fault
You mess up everything
Why couldnt you be perfect
Why couldnt you have lived up to everyones expectations?
Is it that hard?
Just be quiet
let everyone get on with their life without frustrations
tell them to forget you
forget you were ever born
Then maybe the population in this state would be one
Dont really do this tho..It would be bad for you.

©2002 Aimee. Reprinted with Permission.

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