Not sure of how it's happened But forever grateful that it has My persistent weary mind in dreams Yet still I sit and sulk in sad Daily life of this and that Daily life the good and bad My mindset now as it is Soon will only haunt my past Dreary days comfort my soul Being alone is part of the whole Debating choices of now and ahead Pursuing the truth until I'm dead Living out loud and knowing the pain Through these experiences I've so much to gain For knowing the pain Will guide my future In times of good I'll remember times of truth Pain is a curious thing Is it real? the har sh and faint. I feel that if I remember this pain of the world, Then I will be able to harness it in the future and live a humble life because I know how pain feels. I know how pain truly feels. How it feels to to have everybody in the world willing to help you but you can't even help yourself. How if feels to have nobody in the world when you're on top of the world...
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