I messed up everything and anything.
everyone tells me its not my fault, but their lying.
I was told I was a Dimond but in reality I'm a crumpled piece of paper in a trash bin heading towards the landfill.
this is a possible-- goodbye?
maybe not- because I heat up quick, but cool down quicker--
my life's on hold for a couple minutes.
ill shut up, this isn't helping my enemy teensy problems that dont f#ckn matter to anyone.