.I stay so busy
I am making myself sick
I'm so tired of my complaining;
My indecision andâ
bitterness
I'veâ
got this feeling
Andâ
it's spreading like a bruise:
If I'dâveâ
known being grown
Was aching, I'd've said
âGod, what's the use?â
Ever.
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