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As I realize

That I'm unhappy

With the way things

Have turned out,

At the present.

I have no where to turn

But back!

Where did I go wrong?

What did I do,

To deserve this?

Sure,

Everyone has it bad

But I feel like

No one person

Should be so pained

By the way his life

Has turned out.



And as it seems,

I've made every wrong choice

A man can make:

Countless conversations,

Full of words

That were never said.

Right instead of left

Fast instead of slow

And it's

Tearing me to pieces

Tryin to find

One ounce of certainty,

Beause,

I don't know where to go.

From here...



And I feel like I don't

Have one bit of fight

Left in me.

Because,

There's some devil inside of me

That I just can't get away from,

Telling me I've failed...



And I'm beginning to believe it...