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Truth Be Told.
Truth be told, I'm not okay.
I spend days in dismay,
Wondering if today will change.
I've tried to let go.
Believe me I've tried,
But all I ever do is cry.
Beaten down by anger,
Constantly in mindless banter.
Struggles of a lone ranger.
In this place of Birth,
What else is left,
Can I even say my worth?
Do I laugh or do i cry?
Can I even try,
To live a happy and clean life?
© The Riddler
I spend days in dismay,
Wondering if today will change.
I've tried to let go.
Believe me I've tried,
But all I ever do is cry.
Beaten down by anger,
Constantly in mindless banter.
Struggles of a lone ranger.
In this place of Birth,
What else is left,
Can I even say my worth?
Do I laugh or do i cry?
Can I even try,
To live a happy and clean life?
© The Riddler
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