“Always got them excuses.”

Why do I wait?

Excuses. Always fucking excuses

Some days being alone is easy.

Never any excuses.

I don’t believe people anymore

I don’t trust the people when they talk.

Always fucking excuses.

I can’t.

I don’t.

Then “I won’t“.

Rather be sick then have fucking excuses.

But I wait.

Got me waiting for it.

Do you see it?

There it goes.

See it?

There it passes.

Another fucking excuse.

We forget truths to come up with the best excuse.

But I’m tired.

I’m sick.

And I have run out of excuses too.

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