Moving On Well, I just belted out a depressing little group of words. Let's see if we can move up from here. This little thingy is just... Well, about #life again. I'm ever so confused over everything. I constantly try to validate my existence, and I see so many others always doing the same. I suppose this is an answer to that. A Boy, His Years So many people think That to truly feel That to be worthwhile You must suffer You must offer blood or tears or even your #life And it's sick, it's a sick world that twists us so For though I have lived A #life uneventful And though my name Bears no repeating I was born old A boy ever hopeful With a heart Ever passionately beating.

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