Hanging out on the sidewalk
Keeping myself not to talk
But sometimes, I can no longer hold
Emotions that can't be told.

I'm falling in despair, living on a lie
The truth hurts I sometimes want to die
I'm way too broken, hoping to ease the pain
Of the past I made, stitches, gain.

Is it wrong to have hope?
Climbing at the wrong rope
The rope's not strong, anytime I will fall
My grip's so weak, my adventure's tall.

The world is cruel, my hope is fading
My life's no purpose, I felt like dying
Obstacles and fears that I can't even cope,
I guess that I have.....false hope.

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