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Last Goodbye

There is today. Tomorrow is a waste.

By NobodyPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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There is today, tomorrow is a waste.

Why do they say life is a game you play.

Do they really think I’m okay.

While I’m walking further down the line.

Telling them I am fine, I will be alright.

But all I tell them is a lie.

Because I refuse to get abused another time.

I will drink another glass of wine.

There is no sign to tell that I define.

It’s my life, I take my knife and cut my mind.

But this, this is a lie.

What I do is my choice.

I spoke when I didn’t have a voice.

Turned down all noise and now I am destroyed.

Look into my eyes, look at the lies.

I still tell you I’m fine.

While I get abused by a guy.

After all I pay I get this prize.

I don’t want his replies or advice.

He told me he tries, I ask the whys.

Get used to the goodbyes.

One day I will be gone.

Because in my head there was a storm.

You realize you’re wrong, because I tried.

I don’t wanna be tied, so I decide.

We both lied, this is my last goodbye.

I will be alright, I will be fine.

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