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Sunday, April 29, 2007

if only i knew how to save a life...

life really isnt fair aye....?
some ppl get knocked over so bad they fall unconscious,
while some just get a little twack..
=(
& in the end we just have to keep getting up again.
we're expected to.
to get up after every fall,
to be on the ball at all times..
& we should not be excused or given an extra breather,
cos everyone's going through the same thing in life.

how is it the same.?

honestly, i hate this..
this being on the ball shit.
i know it's true, but fuck it.
every time someone mentions this i writhe in anger.
what fucking ball do we have to be on all the time.?
this thing dont ever end, dammit.
till we fucking die
once we get on the ball, we gotta keep treading on,
keep moving,
& never stop.
or we'll fall from it. badly. and it may run us over.
& here comes a second ball...

somewhere along in this bitterness.... where did i go wrong.?

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