My mom always said I was a precious gem
But I don’t wanna be a gem
I wanna be like the sand
It gets a new start
Every time the ocean comes in
The only one that knows my sadness
Is the camera when I smile
It can tell im in pain
And have been for a while
It mocks me when it flashes
Cause it knows the smiles fake
After the pictures taken
My heart continues to ache
I wish I could escape this messed up world
I never fit in anyways
Seems like everywhere I look someone is having a bad day
When did we become like this, no one looking out for each other
Have weve forgotten that everyones our brother?
I pray that in my next life
Things wont be like this
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Author:
ehoskii (
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- Published: December 23rd, 2017 00:50
- Category: Unclassified
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