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Lletres: Punchline. Express.

I can't wait for tomorrow. Better yet I just wish today would end. I'm all spent. And even though its only break, I'm on my way. I'm so fed up with insanity. But I know I'm not the only one. So I can't complain. Even though its only the first day of the week I feel like this. No one wants to see me anymore. No I don't want to wait for you to hold the door. I've had it up to here with people getting in my face. No ones gonna change you, no one's gonna walk away. Sometimes its hard to be this way. To push everything else aside. But I won't break, With all of this pressure on my back. But sometimes feelings are hard to hide.