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This is not the first time and i'm sure its not the last.
This is the thing i am sure of, the one thing i know.
Let me ask you a question, do you know what's wrong with me?
Can you give me an answer?
If not then leave me the fuck alone, quit playing hero.
Honestly tears are not for you, these tears are for me.
The me inside of me, the one that no one sees, the me i strive to be.
I am so alone, and i'm afraid of becoming desensitized.
At least i think that's what i want.
Do you know what i want?
Do you know who i am?
Do you like who i've become?