How life is not a fairly tale
How it will throw stones and bricks at you
And make you feel gross and stale
How it will assure you falsely
And lick up your wounds wisely
But snigger at your every woe
And push your further into the well of
sorrow
How life will tell you the world is at your
feet
But it’s you who is at it’s feet
At it’s mercy
Making you wonder
If you and your hopes will ever meet
How it will open doors to your darkest fear
Fear, you didn’t know existed
Loneliness will bite
Mind going crazy
You will lose sense of what’s wrong and
what isn’t right
At your lowest, life will tell you
Alas I go on and so should you
And so the circus will continue
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