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Packing up my world
One by one
Folding them
My sanity
My whole life
Putting all of it in tiny boxes
I think I'll lable this one
Happiness
You know I won't need this for a while
LOVE
Well I know this one can be burned
It's fake
Not real
MY LIFE
Why is this such a small box?
I guess it's time to change
I can't even look at them
I'm leaving out the door
Not coming home for a while
I'll be different
Nicer they said
Better they said
I'm not getting better
I'm getting worse
Folding them
My sanity
My whole life
Putting all of it in tiny boxes
I think I'll lable this one
Happiness
You know I won't need this for a while
LOVE
Well I know this one can be burned
It's fake
Not real
MY LIFE
Why is this such a small box?
I guess it's time to change
I can't even look at them
I'm leaving out the door
Not coming home for a while
I'll be different
Nicer they said
Better they said
I'm not getting better
I'm getting worse
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