Life.
What is it?
Time.
Who controls it?
I'm trying to find a job, but it's rather difficult when no one seems to want to hire a 17 year old.
I've tried at home, and at my Mom's. No one wants me...
La La La..
I don't know how to write happy things. If I attempt to, the writing always changes to have an ominous tone. There is no middle ground, or solid ground for that matter.
Meh...

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