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it's funny how we live and DIE
my grandmother died
the funeral is finally over
and i can relax
but when someone passes
it really makes u look inside
to see if your still really even alive
am i alive?
i choose to live and die in my mind
i choose to me this way
that's what they say
but it's so untrue
i never wanted to be so sad
so blue
so annoying
or
so crude
now it's time to go
i tell myself
it's time to move on
but i feel so stuck
i feel so hopeless
but that's okay
because i know one day
everything
well maybe not everything
but somethings will be okay
i'm alive