Open my eyes feeling in a daze.
Trying my best and fighting threw the days.
Do I give up? Do I keep fighting? Can I make it thru this maze?
All the twists and turns ,danger in all the ways.
I stand up trying to stay strong. Take a deep breath. Try and build the strength to last all day long.
Does anyone understand the thoughts in my head?
How I live life never feeling loved and every new days brings dread.
I open my eyes everyday and feel in a daze.
Hoping I find the exit to this maze.
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- Published: August 9th, 2022 22:18
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Comments1
Some days, life is truly a maze.
Probably why people drink.
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