Trust no one with your jaded views of Humanity
You believe no one else is worthy
You run and hide and tell everyone to kiss your $$#.


So sad, unwilling to face the sad truths of the world
Trapped by failures by my own accomplishments

To grow some balls and tell all the world to kiss you your $$#

Memories fade like ashes consuming and haunting me

Fighting through reminds me, the struggles behind me

Dust!

Dust is how we all end up
Dust!
Dust is what you will become


Trust no one, so sad, bury me
In the ashes of a funeral


Coming from Americas High five,
Still on top of the game,

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