Deep Down

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Deep down I know,
The voices whisper it's time to go,
These walls are familiar but they aren't home,
I'm pushing my family away because I'm resentful of lost hope,
I need to seek happiness and it's only found when you don't do things that make you sad,
To move or not to move, to stay with her or with my dad?

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