Underneath that perfect friendly smile
So engulfed in the bleak future
So lost in the rampaging now
So scared
So empty
So vulnerable
Cursed by a ignorant father
Cursed by a sickly mother
A promise of a wasted life
So gone
Unable to face sobriety
Trapped forever in the desperation
The truly fucked tomorrow
Fruitless courtesies
Beyond all help
Beyond all hope
An unwarranted plunder
Jesster Ketchupp
I write for the same reason I breathe, it's the only thing keeping me alive...
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