Maybe, One day

As I see the moon, Wondering how soon is soon Where pain could go away Cuz Im tired finding a way As I open my eyes, I see the sunrise. Oh, its another day Wishing I’d be happy as they I let the time fly, Why can I not cry? This feeling so heavy, A life thats too wavy. Where is the calmness A world full of cruelness I do admit im depress Hoping for a life that is fresh

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