Trouble


Trouble has been a friend
along with deception
I've been so decrepit
without the acception
I haven't come to terms
with the evil I've done
my friends come along
to get rid of these feelings
that keep me up at night
that has my skin peeling
they keep out the light
that burns me
it feels me with fright
I used to be young innocence
now I run with mischief
I've lost my way
but o haven't lost who I am
I get through the day
doing what I can.

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