It was all a dream

It was all a dream

My Life has been all about humiliation every time I get home I cried but thought about my situation.I know someone else has it rough but I'm not that tough I'm a marshmallow,

I'm a good guy different but the same my parents are barely home I have to use my brain think,

just think your life could end in one wink or a week life has me down the drain like a sink and I'm stuck I've ran out of luck I'm trapped inside losing self esteem losing pride but I'm still alive I'm holding on.

I want to impress so i try to dress my best but it always fails and I'm in my bed nodding my head saying.

I knew it was a dream. 



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It's not true just thought 

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