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Me
Me. me in a box of lies
in a box of fake things, a box that holds you surrounding the hope inside with lies,
Me. a person afraid to show
wondering never knowing
people give thakes to the web of lies
inside i cry,
me this wonderful person
oh how i wish to be alive
once more, plz once more
help me o why am i this o how the pain inside is growing sronger and stronger
no this cant be .... me
why cant i be the happy one but not the sad one, why cant i be the positve one not just the negitive one
all these things in my head once more im...
dead
in a box of fake things, a box that holds you surrounding the hope inside with lies,
Me. a person afraid to show
wondering never knowing
people give thakes to the web of lies
inside i cry,
me this wonderful person
oh how i wish to be alive
once more, plz once more
help me o why am i this o how the pain inside is growing sronger and stronger
no this cant be .... me
why cant i be the happy one but not the sad one, why cant i be the positve one not just the negitive one
all these things in my head once more im...
dead
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