No one understands
No one understands me
Understands how it feels to be washed up like a piece of cloth
Draining the life out of me
No one understand me
Understands me and my thoughts
But yet again who can understand you better then yourself
I hide my frown with a smile
I hide my tears with laughter
The feeling of everything being so temporary
No one understands me
Understands how it feels to cry your self to sleep because you don't know who you are
I lost my happiness
I lost my thoughts
I lost my memories
& I lost my dreams
But the only thing that hurts the most is that
I lost myself...
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