All the things I used to say
All the things that got in the way
All the things that I used to know
Have gone out the window
People wonder why I refuse to visit on the weekends, and why I always dreaded holidays. Its suffocating here, and I feel like I'm treated like a child.
I'm an adult. If I can be put in an orange jumpsuit and the lawyer calls me
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