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So why? I ask myself when? When will this sadness end? When will I pick up my head and see this world through a new lens Where's my motivation my passion... Why can't I put forth just a little action That can-do attitude, Where's mines? Help me color in the lines, I try to pull so much out of my mind But I laugh it off haha, I'll just live alone swallowed by my own self-misery While I watch the people most dear to me Walk away disappointment burning in their eyes It hurts me to look at this Inside I want to cry Instead I shut out my emotions and say I don't care I really can't share what I want to share I'm so lost in this world. My hearts been ripped to a million pieces But slowly she helps me put it back together again.. Maybe this is that friend.. The one that will help me, guide me show me.. My path.. But this is my own path I have to make, I have to take it.. Even if it means I'll be taken..
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