Journey
Hold on, everything's gonna be alright.
Wednesday, August 7
Friendship
I'm just a toy to everybody.
I'm there to entertain them.
When I'm low or sad or angry, nobody tried to understands me but keep complaining about me.
When I'm being quiet, my presence is like the air.
My presence only exists when they need me.
Yeah, friends
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