You may run it off your mind,
or even hide from it behind music.
But it's still there
all life's crappy times.
I may grieve or cry and scream
but life still moves on.
People abuse each other millions of ways,
But then they pass the buck.
When it comes my way there's only one thing I'll do.
Drop that buck and cut the line.
No one need their stress and pain
with that blame too.
I'll drop it with all the fucks I give.
No matter how hard times may get I trudge on.
Not caring lightens my load
even if it keeps me alone.
Although,
I will never give up,
I also will not fight when it is my end
for death is only the next great adventure.
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