I run, and play, and hang with people I know, and don't.
I'm going to sing sad songs as I wake to yet another day.
The last day of freedom I'm going to weep and moan about tomorrow.
When the day comes, I'm going to grieve and groan in sorrow as I walk down those halls.
Then in at a chair and desk I'm going to be pissy about the fact that school started.
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I think the problem with it all today is. We try too hard for love... or we don't even try at all... That's why hearts are broken all the time....