No more sitting.

I tend to over think things, i'm a perfectionist in the sense that I don't like to start over, so everything must be right the first time, that's not always going to be the case, we just have to try

Hearts can be used as weapons,

and weapons can promote misery.

But none of that is relevant if you can't open your eyes and see how it all makes sense.

every day is a surprise, and people don't like surprises, we're all like children curling up with suspense.

Will this world feed us candy? Or will it make us scream and wince we never know,

forever stuck on the opposite side of our huge, metal gates, that separate us from knowing out fates.

And we stay up till dawn just with our dreams and our hate, hoping that when they do open, it wont be too late to get somewhere.

Instead of fighting for freedom, working until we get there we sit on our beds, and stay in our heads, wondering why the worlds not fair.

Author's Note

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