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The past is the past,
But that doesn’t keep us from bleeding,
Nor does it keep us from going back,
I just want this to be over,
I don’t want to hear breathing,
Nor that you are.

All this trouble keeps me away from this place,
I honestly can’t wait to pack,
I sincerely want  you to end your own life,
So I have to way to look back,
I invested in the wrong stock,
Went all in again,
And gave it my best shot,
But like all the others look what happens then.

I should have learned my lesson 10 fold,
At least this story never goes boring,
At least my story has many of pages,
But at some point I’d like to know,
When things fade to black.

I was never really one to talk,
There’s no reason when listening gets you twice as far,
But when I have to my words are not to be wasted,
I stand true to matches my beliefs,
Others are not needed,
Even if they think they need me.

There’s just something about being an alpha dog,
That is far from pleasing,
I offer what I have,
My integrity may be all that’s left,
But I always take in a friend.

It is far from necessary  to always be on top,
But I know how hard the fall is from the peak,
So what’s the point,
I cherish my knee’s,
And my ability to walk.

Thing’s don’t really feel like they used to,
When I was a kid going out to swing - could set me free,
Now-a-days I have nothing left in me,
Now-a-days I can barely breathe,
My last words on this earth will probably leave me in peace,
That’s the way life goes - total irony.

When I was a kid things were so simple,
Little things could make me laugh,
Smaller make me crack a smile,
All the taller people gave me attention,
Now that’s hardly my intention,
I don’t want this pressure,
I don’t want these racing thoughts,
No need for all this talk.

Take a lesson  from the kid who has lived it all,
My words are not to waste,
Take judgement from your own heart,
Take your morals from where you least thought,
Along the way you will find your true path,
Just some find theirs to be a highway,
Rather then others a dirt path,
At best - some people even have it worse.

I think the problem with my own beliefs,
When I want something to live I set it free,
And when time comes right another sacrifice is made,
Usually blood is spilt on my own hands,
Just be unlike me and wear gloves every time,
Or you’ll end up with scars that are so deep,
Not a single person can help but question.

The story I am trying to tell,
Maybe didn’t come across,
Do what you have to in order to make things pass,
Don’t settle when you know life is full of second chances,
But make no mistake,
You’ll have to let a lot walk by,
And more often then not,
Your heart makes no mistake,
Follow it down it’s own path,
But more often then not,
It’s easier to take a car,
But if you aren’t driving,
You never know - you might end up lost.