I get really bored easily.
And fall in and out of love.
It happens to me so often.
I wonder who cares above?
A father whos name Iv'e stricken.
No remorse my parents woe.
But as far down the road I run.
I still ponder where to go?
The friends in which I thought were true.
Were true to the meanest of hearts.
And the ones now who I hold my closest.
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