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You gotta love what life throws at you, mostly a constant streak of bad luck, "family" non-sense and fake people/friends.
Part of a rant/vent art and practice.

I been in this tunnel of hate and dispair so many times before.
At first i was scare of it. Scared of what was writen on the walls.
Scared of that darkness and not knowing what was ahead.
Armed only with encouragement words that kept me company.

But time passed, people that used to care moved away.
I was alone walking with no words or hope.
It went bad, i did things i shouldn't done. Said things i shouldn't said.
My pleas for help never were answered, i was alone.

I went through the tunnel and came out in a bad shape but alive.
I talked to people but they fake their smiles pretending to be there.
And when that walk through darkness arrived once more, they left me once again.

Overtime i grew tired, annoyed and angry.
Learned to walk alone using my own hate to light my path up.
The words on the walls become lessons.
The darkness around the peace and relief of not dealing with people.

Many wondered why i kept things to myself instead of opening up.
Why i changed and didn't trusted them much as we were friends.
Or why i didn't allowed them to help me up.

If they knew my story.
The burdens i carry along the way.
The things they do that pushed me up back here..

I just wish for those who gave their back on me walked the same path as i did..
And suffered the same to learn how much i went through.
So they stop claiming that they had it worst when they have it all.
While i'm here all alone.

Description

You gotta love what life throws at you, mostly a constant streak of bad luck, "family" non-sense and fake people/friends.
Part of a rant/vent art and practice.

I been in this tunnel of hate and dispair so many times before.
At first i was scare of it. Scared of what was writen on the walls.
Scared of that darkness and not knowing what was ahead.
Armed only with encouragement words that kept me company.

But time passed, people that used to care moved away.
I was alone walking with no words or hope.
It went bad, i did things i shouldn't done. Said things i shouldn't said.
My pleas for help never were answered, i was alone.

I went through the tunnel and came out in a bad shape but alive.
I talked to people but they fake their smiles pretending to be there.
And when that walk through darkness arrived once more, they left me once again.

Overtime i grew tired, annoyed and angry.
Learned to walk alone using my own hate to light my path up.
The words on the walls become lessons.
The darkness around the peace and relief of not dealing with people.

Many wondered why i kept things to myself instead of opening up.
Why i changed and didn't trusted them much as we were friends.
Or why i didn't allowed them to help me up.

If they knew my story.
The burdens i carry along the way.
The things they do that pushed me up back here..

I just wish for those who gave their back on me walked the same path as i did..
And suffered the same to learn how much i went through.
So they stop claiming that they had it worst when they have it all.
While i'm here all alone.