There’s no such thing as something
that ends in all is well.
We all have one thing in common,
in life we create our own hell.
People who only see people,
are those that are meant to be shunned.
What reason could there be to shun people
when all you end up is fucked?
There’s no such thing as a stranger,
we’ll know each other in the end.
Everything is worth something,
but what it’s worth can always be bent.
So here I am talking to strangers,
I’ve no care in the world.
I just want people to leave me be.
Nosy bastards make me hurl.
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