Sometimes

by Jerrica   May 9, 2006


Sometimes I wish my life was free I have only a couple years I think its three Sometimes I'm not being respected I guess its because I rejected Sometimes I get tired of life I usually delt with it by using a knife Sometimes I'm happy and other days I'm sad I also deal with it by acting bad Sometimes I listen to music to eaze my pain Other times I eat and then I gain

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