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Living in an ending world,
With no one to rely on,
Darkness and light,
Every day and every night.
Lost in the process that some may call life,
Losing the battle, no hope no desire,
Drowning in a sea full of lies,
There's no one to save you from that.
Angry, stubborn, sad, high nose,
All the blame over others,
Never taking chances,
Never establishing goals,
Just going through this process.
Like one who can't be touched.
Venom in your mouth,
Defective dreams,
Get over yourself,
And start to clean.
Have expectations,
Control how you feel,
There's no one to uphold you,
Or know what you need.
You and only you,
Is what your soul needs.
By:Isabella Duarte, Step 10.
