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Created on: February 20, 2007 Last Updated: May 14, 2007
the stress is bothering me
i cant stop the anxiety
life is hard lately
what am i growing up to be?
the train runs threw my mind
keeping my eyes blind
my personality kind
the answer to this i cant find
if you see me walking crazy
my mind is acting wacky
even though its not reality
I'm still waiting for my clarity
can there be a peace
to avoid being poor on the streets
those pearly gates
with this i have to Wait.(bummer)
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