I hate my legs
And I put you in therapy
I am comfortable in caucophony
But, know this past I will shed
Find a spiritual balance
Communicate with others
Eradicate my past's malice
And, I love you mother
A catchy song plays
You laugh because you want to cry
I'm sorry I wanted to die
Life happened, and I delayed
Show me how to live
Fuck pesimissim, give me blithe
And all you do is give
So, for that I choose life
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