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Dec 29, 2015
When I was young I always thought the world was perfect. But when I got to ages 11-12 or where I am now I now understand that it isn't it brought me great depression. Depression I've fought everyday. I love to imagine a world that it's perfect. My paradise containing no bullies or mean people. Right now I'm in my storm hoping everyday gets better. I've pretty much detached myself from this world. My best friends are my characters in my stories, Pens, Pencils, Notebooks.
So this song describes my life.