To those who suffer,
Those who hurt,
Those who pain..
I beg to differ.

With emotional scars,
Cuts and bruises,
Abused - who let her?
You deserve better.

Hope to god,
Give jesus a hug,
Lead those sheep to where they belong;
But slap moses for me.

Get'chyo ass up and look for the truth,
Future beholds,
Your life caressed in seven folds.

So look up at the sky,
Give a damn smile,
It requests to your style.
And do me a favor..

Make sure the sky doesn't fall on your head, slick.



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I'm sick of company coming over to my house, I mean.... UGH. A bunch a guys and like.. only two girls. It sucks. My friends can't come over because there ain't anymore room? THAT'S BULL. Here comes your mom's friends, giving you freakin hugs and each one asking how you are? ONE ANSWER IS ENOUGH.

Person: How are you?
Me: Fine
Person: How are you?
Me: Dandy
Person: How are you?
Me: Okay
Person: How are you?
Me: Great
Person: How are you?
Me: SHUT THE FUCK UP.

Person: Watch your language, I only asked how you are!

.....

Anyway, yeah, I hate company.