My life is 40% happiness,
60% devilish.
Many people love me,
but they treat me unfairly.
No one understands me,
some people wish to make servants out of me.
It seems, they don’t care what I please.
They treat me whatever way necessary,
to make sure their figure is at ease.
My inside is full envy.
My closest people wishes to punish me.
They and I are from two different worlds.
They and I don’t hear the same song from the same bird.

Are They Coming Back?

I am Confused

The Way I Feel

The Way You and I See Life

My Life

U.S.A. = United Stupidness of America

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