Two Problems |
| by Tina |
I have two problems,
Only two;
One is depression, the other is you.
Or maybe my problem equals one;
But one or two, it weighs a ton.
So all in all, it's pretty bad;
All in all, it's kind of sad
To choose a road that I must take,
To make a decision, that has no faint.
I think I'll stay, and live miserably;
I think I'll pay, and keep living.
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