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i once was lost but now i'm found
was blind but now i see you
how selfish of you to believe in the meaning
of all the bad dreaming
i hate having my friends hurt and there is nothing i can do for them. i would do anything. anything.
i am always there. at least for a certain few. well, two people, only, really. others somewhat, but not as much.
it's just that i lay down at night, too late to get a decent amount of sleep, and my head is filled with everyone else's problems.
i make so much room for other people in my own head, sometimes i wonder if there is any room for me.
i've always done this. just figured i would be used to it by now.
...i sound like i'm fucking fifteen....