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My Misery

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Times are so rough right now it's getting harder and harder to survive,
With weather so freezing cold I don't  know how much longer I'll be alive.
As the wind blows icy cold against my lips,
Even with gloves on I still can't feel my fingertips.
I have seven shirts upon my back
And a beinnie so my ear's don't start to crack.
A pair of boots and some leggies under my jeans,
Damn this weathers snappy cold and mean. 
Im just looking for a warm place to be,
To end this personal misery.
It's getting harder and harder everyday,
Cause people and family seem to turn the other way.
All I wanted was just a warm safe place to rest my head,
Maybe they'll be better off when I'm dead.
Yeah! That's right! It's just how I feel,
Cause there's no other place that I rather be,
Instead of living in this cold ass misery.
And if it just happens to end that way,
You all do what you do best stay the hell away...
Cause why would I need you then,
Just to watch you all play pretend?
To pretend to act like you even cared,
Sit around and make up stories for other's to be aware.
Looking for picture's together will be so very few,
Those closest know I don't take pic's that's nothing new.
Don't start looking for that one specific song,
So you can talk about how close and how we got along.
Fake ass people I cannot stand,
Lying and making up stories the best you can.
Why is it so hard for them to just be real,
Storytelling is not the way to show how you feel.
Sometime's talking is not always enough to be heard,
Cause actions always seems to speak louder than word's.
So when you bury me bury me face down,
Be careful as you lower me to the ground.
Thank you all for coming to celebrate my crazy Life til the very last,
And for those of you's who get offended can kiss my Sexy White Ass.
This is my Life and I'm gonna have the last say,
I gives a fuck whoever feeling some kind of way. 
Keeping it 100% is how this journey comes to the end,
My God Bless all my family and all my friends.
Cause  I  got  lot's  of  love  for  you  all,
Too  bad  its  not  to  late  to  give  me  a call.
Don't let the regrets of the should of's or could of's take over your grace,
Sorrow will slowly consume your happiness leaving your smile outta place.
Don't wait til I'm dead and gone to make a mends,
I'm Still Here wondering  what  happened  to  all my Family and Friend's....


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Published on January 24, 2023

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