Life is not what it's cracked up to be
Sometimes I feel as if life hates me
I think what did I do to deserve this?
Life is supposed to belived in happiness and bliss
I wish this world would just hold hands
I wonder why no one understands
Everyone lives happily, everyone but I
I feel as though life is passing me by
Everyone has hard times, or so they say
So why do I feel like they all come my way?
Maybe I'm selfish, maybe I'm wrong
But, in my opinion, Life is too long.

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