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Sometimes I sit alone at night
Constantly thinking about strife
Laying down wasting my tears
Thinking of all my greatest fears
In darkness I sit without a light
Planning a move of attack in the next fight
As I sit I dream of my mistakes
With my life I ask why didn't God just take it
As strong as I try to show
I never let the world really know
Of all the things that I have done
Because they are sure to have me shunned
Stole from my mother
Lied to my father
Never tried to make their life better
I only worked to make it harder
Having the mind of a damn genius
I didn't try to make my life have any meaning
But made people think that I was it
When in reality I really wasn't
Excuse my language as I speak what true
Just so you get what my words should be conveying to you
Words spoken that could put you in a trance
My life, My words, My Rant.
