Time To Fly They say their all my friends, But their tyranny never ends, They spread their gossip like wild fire, I wonder will they ever tire? Each day is the same, And endless cycle of them calling me names, My mum and dad really do care, But what can they do-#life is just unfair? Every night I come home and cry, I just want to spread my wings and fly, So I left the bottle of colourful, magic pills, And with each one I consume my trembling body stills. The last thing I see, Is a picture of my family and me, I guess I really did have a decent #life, Those so called friends the only cause to my strife. That's when I realise what have I done? I got carried away and I jumped the gun, But it's to late I've got my coveted wings and I see the bright light, I never even got to tell my family goodnight.
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