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My complaint
These people I do know
Say their life is as unimportant as snow
These lies they do spread
Is to feel the just a small shred
This life they do waste is like rain
Falling and falling till they hit the ground
I feel bad because I do know their type of pain
Lucky for me I drown my pain with sound
This music I do feel within myself
Is what drives me to do my best
This is how I judge that inside me is the wealth of the world
So instead of staying here im going out west
To find other people that do their
Ending
I miss the ending...nice write, got "best" blues at the end though - Be well, Lady A