Sometimes I feel like leaving, forgetting all
these feelings. Let me start over in a better
place. It's raining, I'm staying, wish I could
stop complaining, but now I'm stuck and I just
can't move on. I don't think that this will work
out on it's own. Times are hard when you just sit
there all alone. Now that I'm getting older, no
chance of starting over. I think too much about
the times I've lost. Maybe I should realize that
there is more to this life. Until then it's just
me and apathy. I gotta get out, gotta get away
from this. Something's keeping me from leaving.
There's nothing left for me here.
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