Lives drifting in and out,
Scars forming from the start,
Some wounds are so deep, in the same place.

Sometimes I have bad days!

I haven't found my home,
Or even been there half the way.

Life isn't always kind,
We all need time out of our mind.

Sometimes I have bad days!

I never found my home,
Or even been there half the way.

Scars forming from the start.

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