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so sick of tired of this game called life.
when will it be my turn to shine.
when will someone care about me the way i care about them.
when will they see who i really am inside.
what little left i have of me inside.
what is tearing me up inside.
until then, i'll live this glamourous facade of a life.
seems like i'll be living it forever *
this dream of a life.this glamourous facade.will it ever go away?
I've decided to live my life the way I want.Maybe not the life I've dreamed.But the life I've created.As long as you learn to not worry about what other people do, think.or say about you, you'll live a dream anyway.In the end, it turns out beautiful*
when will it be my turn to shine.
when will someone care about me the way i care about them.
when will they see who i really am inside.
what little left i have of me inside.
what is tearing me up inside.
until then, i'll live this glamourous facade of a life.
seems like i'll be living it forever *
this dream of a life.this glamourous facade.will it ever go away?
I've decided to live my life the way I want.Maybe not the life I've dreamed.But the life I've created.As long as you learn to not worry about what other people do, think.or say about you, you'll live a dream anyway.In the end, it turns out beautiful*