Are we all self destructive people?
Some choose to hide; others show it on the outside
As humans will we ever be beloved?
Or will depravity come regardless of how much we've tried
I think I have forgotten to love myself
And I wish I could just hide under the sheets
And scantly I have put all of my dreams on the shelf
And relinquish my faith to the streets
Peel away the layers of the onion
See what you may find
Its hard with this eminent disease to function
And I suppose I'm here and must face the daily grind
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