#75: Today I Write Something

Where do we all begin
To remove all of our sins
The night is getting shorter
I don’t know where to go
I’m getting older
This phase starts to fade
It’s slipping through my hands
I don’t want to wake up with regrets
I don’t want to be just fine
I’m so tired of being misunderstood
But hey, I don’t mean to be rude
All my life, I’ve never been understood
I don’t care
‘Cos I live my life, the way I should

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