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We all have our own tales
stories to tell others,
and if you follow the trail
it starts with our mothers.
We laugh and we cry
as we relive our prime,
we live and we die
as we go through time.
Some tales are fiction
and not completely true,
but if told with conviction
it's like deja vu.
No matter what I attempt, even if it's the most simple of tasks, it always ends in punishment.
Unfortunately, I find that my life is just one big regret after another.
Yet, after all these years, I still don't know when to give up.
Is it my fault to keep trying when the results are always just the same?
Is it impossible for me to make things right?
Even if I'd try to give up, I don't think I could.
It's not in my nature to submit in the face of disappointment.
In the end, I guess I'm just a glutton for punishment. I really am an idiot.
There's something funny about the truth.
You can deny it, but you can't avoid it.