Sometimes I feel the need to stop trying,
with people, dreams and life.
I attach my self to everything,
I'm barely holding on and the world stamps on my fingers.

Sometimes I feel the need to stop trying,
whether it be with someone I like or something I love,
someone I hate or something I want.

It's only when I start trying again,
I start to question why I ever stopped.
But the world stamps again
and I fall down.

 

One day I need to stop,
I'll try tomorrow.


 

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