Written when I was 15. It was around the time my life was going down hill, and I had just discovered a great way to vent was by writing.
Complications and frustrations are all in the past
But for how long will this paradise last?
I wait for the first mess up to come my way
But so far so good and I’m keeping it that way
However bad things find there way in
So is this just a phase I’m trapped in?
I guess in time I’ll find out the answers
I just know I’m prone for natural disasters
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