I Need to Chill
The frustrations of life are beginning to wear me down. The repeating cycle of bad beats has a tendency to change a person perspective and influence what they are really all about. I fit squarely into the middle of this obvious cycle of life.
How many times can you be beat down before you have to come up fighting?
I just have to remember that this is the first day of the rest of my life and quit being so up tight.
1 comment:
Nice job in the Dook!!
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