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I made a sad, unfortunate mistake
It haunts me at night while i lay awake
Boys see me as toy to play with now
I simply don’t understand why or how
I used to be loved, so fun and carefree
Then he came and stole that away from me
I drown my sorrows in drugs and the like
I feel I might as well become a dyke
For boys no longer stare, they look past me
With my decisions my friends disagree
While they used to support all that i did
There are many things that they now forbid
I have lost the life that i once cherished
As i walk past old friends, i feel embarrassed
I came to this city to start anew
But now it seems as if that dream is through
I cannot take back the things that i’ve done
I cannot escape, and i cannot run
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