wish things could change

You put me in the basement

While he’s up there

You just say life isn’t fair

You say you wish things would change

But you just call me deranged

You have the ability to change

But you just choose to remain the same

Life doesn’t come easy to me

It isn’t a guarantee

I wish thinks could change 

 

 

 

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