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"Sometimes it gets hard for you.
Sometimes it don't give a clue.
But I know what you're going through.
'Cus everybody's been in your place too.
So you say what you say.
So you do what you do.
But you can't exactly change your fate.
You got to have what's on your plate.

I know.

Your bills are gettin' higher.
Your education don't matter.
And your future ain't clear as the water
now.
And somehow.
There is no light at the exit.
And you're life taste like acid.
What's worse you're living your life through a looking glass.
And they say you'll probably kill yourself.
So why not just fucking kill yourself?
They say it's a perfect escape from all the sin you sow.
They tell you to ask yourself.
You look in the mirror and you're such a mess.
So why not just fucking kill yourself,
With all the pain you've grown."

-Md. Adlan

My poorest and sadistic attempt to rhyme, but in all ways, it has more meaning than any of the ones I created, and I'm proud of it. At least it wasn't plagiarised, like someone who always do.

You have to face it. (something, something) better than you.

You're so vain.