St. Louis- #1

It's getting so hard

It's much worse at night

I don't know if I can make it

If I have the strength to fight

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I swore when I left home

"There's no coming back"

But now that I'm here

That certainty, I lack

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I'm worn out and broken

All I do is cry

It's so hard just to be here

Let alone to try

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I want to sleep in my own bed

And eat whatever I choose

To be free in the afternoon

If I want to take a snooze

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I'm 25 years old

And being treated like a child

I like making my own choices

And sometimes acting wild

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I can't do this anymore

I'm drowning in my tears

I don't know where I need to be

But I know that it's not here