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They Don't Care
I'm bruised and scarred.
But, it's okay. Don't be alarmed.
I've been this way for a while.
I have mastered that fake smile.
None of you know when it's fake or real.
But, I refuse to show you how I feel.
You'll use it against me later.
So, I'll continue being a faker.
It's getting harder to keep it all bottled up.
I'm hitting all the road bumps.
They're slowing me down and stealing my sanity.
I'm doing my best to function using my creativity.
I figure that I should start running.
But, that never fixes anything.
I'll stumble upon new problems if I run away.
But, everything is causing a longer delay.
I guess I'm stuck here for now.
Getting away, I'll figure out how.
These people don't care unless you have money.
I'll always be incredibly lonely.
But, it's okay. Don't be alarmed.
I've been this way for a while.
I have mastered that fake smile.
None of you know when it's fake or real.
But, I refuse to show you how I feel.
You'll use it against me later.
So, I'll continue being a faker.
It's getting harder to keep it all bottled up.
I'm hitting all the road bumps.
They're slowing me down and stealing my sanity.
I'm doing my best to function using my creativity.
I figure that I should start running.
But, that never fixes anything.
I'll stumble upon new problems if I run away.
But, everything is causing a longer delay.
I guess I'm stuck here for now.
Getting away, I'll figure out how.
These people don't care unless you have money.
I'll always be incredibly lonely.
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