There seems to be so much stress and fighting going on at home that I just don't want to be a part of it.
In school? Half the time you're on my mind. I seem to be able to put you at the back when I'm doing work though. I just hope that I'm gonna be able to continue this. Every little action you take seems to be escalated in my mind. Every. Damn. Thing.
But no more, no more thinking.
"Ever lasting your light will shine when all else fades. Never ending, your glory goes beyond all fame. And the cry of my heart is to bring you praise, from the inside out oh my soul cries out."
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