People say monsters are made not born.
And then from their destiny torn.
People also wonder what's the matter with me.
Because something's happening inside, something they
can't see.
Small things tick me off,
make my brain go into overlaod.
Stupid things happen continuously make me want to explode.
I don't know what to do I'm too tired to fight.
Pain runs through my heart,
as I look into the night.
I wonder,
why is it when I care,
no one else gives a damn?
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The strength of the team is each individual member... the strength of each member is the team...
You all suck.
Kiss my a**.
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