It has come to a point where I can no longer differentiate right from wrong; white from black. Incompetency? Maybe. Even being a goody-two-shoes goes no where perhaps. Can't wait for it to be over.
Throw my hands up and let it go
Forget about everything and runaway.'
Thursday, December 18, 2008
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