Fer FUCK's Sakes.
I Tried Making Things Better.
I Tried To Make Myself Feel Better.
I Tried Cutting Short Those Late Nights Hanging Out,
With Non- So- Productive Programmes.
With A Eclipsed Facade, I Remained.
Heavily Masking Those Un-Happiness.
Discounting The Bad Temperments I' Had.
I Made A Promise,
A Social So Called Understanding.
Giving School Fer An Excuse.
Deep Inside. I Knew I Was In Touch With My Emotions.
Once Again. Another Let Down.
I Did'nt Have A Trash Bin Fer Me To Let It All Out.
Hence I'd Decided To Leave.
Bridges, I'd Alr Built 'Em,
Thing Is, I Haven't Crossed Em.
But As Fer Some.
I'd Alr Built 'Em, So Have I Alr Banished 'Em Off.
I've Had Calls That Were Never Kept.
Vocal Promises- Probably Had'nt Gone Thru Their Bains Before They Spoke.
Bailey.
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