This
That
Is all I hear
Excuses
How many times can it be said?
Sorry
It's getting old
Changes need to be made
I need to walk
Walk away
Away from the drama & stress
I run but my feet don't move
What makes me stop?
Is it fantasy or reality?
I go to bed every night hoping
Hoping there's a difference
But I awaken to the crude reality
Reality that nothing has or will change
Living in a never ending cycle
When will it stop?
 
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