i think it isn't fair how sick jokes are being thrown at me..
how i can be quiet and mature but not be taken seriously when wanted to
how i can do a simple favor and not have one returned
how i can't vent like i used to
how the best friends have moved or have simply taken a different road much different than mine..
how i have to wait... so long.. for one thing, one prize, my happiness..
i try to make it easier for myself...
i try really hard
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