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My friend says theres nothing wrong with me,
but sometimes I wish there was. I would have
an excuse for being me. An excuse for having
so little friends, an excuse for thinking the
way I do. Sometimes I just sicken myself with
how violent my thoughts can be. Maybe its
just a cry for attention. Maybe this is just
a cry for attention. I've never been one for
keeping a diary or telling people how I feel.
Sometimes I think they'll just judge me.
I shall leave you with this
If the sky were to open up.
And god did not appear.
We will realise this impending doom.
And that is what we all fear.
I wish I wasnt me
I hope i'll change someday
I wonder what things are like
If i was different
I see now I was never meant to be the same
but sometimes I wish there was. I would have
an excuse for being me. An excuse for having
so little friends, an excuse for thinking the
way I do. Sometimes I just sicken myself with
how violent my thoughts can be. Maybe its
just a cry for attention. Maybe this is just
a cry for attention. I've never been one for
keeping a diary or telling people how I feel.
Sometimes I think they'll just judge me.
I shall leave you with this
If the sky were to open up.
And god did not appear.
We will realise this impending doom.
And that is what we all fear.
I wish I wasnt me
I hope i'll change someday
I wonder what things are like
If i was different
I see now I was never meant to be the same