Those Nights

it was that kind of night again,
you know the one where you can't sleep,
and you feel nothing and your just left their think,
and craving for some sort of feeling but one never comes,
and then your just think about every time you've gone wrong,
and how you wish you could go back in time and
fix everything,
and maybe then they wouldn't have been so horribly mean to you,
and maybe then you'd have friends,
and maybe then you wouldn't hate your self so much,
and maybe then you wouldn't be a loser but
i'm here to tell you that the past is in the past
be happy for who you are, and where you are
don't worry about what they have to say and
try not to let it get to you

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