“Go get a life” they said, so I did,
“Come out”, they said, when I hid,
“Go do this”, they said & “Do that”,
With fingers pointing & words spat,
“Go there”, they said, then I went,
“Stay here”, they said, then I bent.
“Get a life”, they said, but what life?
It´s not mine, that of trouble & strife,
I had a good life once, that was mine,
But they came along & said it was time,
To get a life, but in the way they say,
I had a life once, but I lived it my way.
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