Just Life
By VampireGirl
you get fucked over so much, you don't know who to believe. You live in life, hoping someone will be honest with you. Looking for love, and trust that's true. Going through heartache, and heartache over and over again. And you realize you don't know what you really want in your life and you don't understand. You ask your self over and over what's wrong with you. But your mind never seems to answer or be true. You live through life, Just getting by, and time seems to fly. But is anyone really happy?. Have you done your good deed for the day? Wouldn't life be easier if we just put our excuses away. I think that we all are so full of shit, that we don't even know how to choose red from blue. What kind of person are you? Do you think you are decent? Can you tell the truth? or do you lie? I know what kind of person I am, and I someday hope to understand I can be a better me, And everyone can be. And when you do die, you'll wonder why and have questions in your heart still you'll have no answers to, and your minds so confused not even god will know what's true. Written October 13th, 2001 © on Oct 12 2001 06:08 PM PST, Shelly 0 • 1
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"you get fucked over so much, you don't know who to believe...."