Drop
People can't see me for I have nonexistence,
nothing new or old about me,
still the same person from the start.
Refuse to believe in my heart anymore,
destoryed my own free will.
Must change yourself for the better,
good comes and bad leaves,
bad leaves and good comes,
nothing changes about me.
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