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Punished for your blindness
I’m an emotional person,
I wish I felt like I had a purpose here.
There’s always something going on with me,
Physically or mentally.
Whats wrong with me?
What is the point in preparing for war,
If I never receive what I’ve been fighting for?
I’ve always believed happiness is worth chasing,
But I’m starting to feel that I need replacing.
I’m so tired, but I’ve been trying my best.
I wish the world would stop so I could rest.
I’ve spent my life always spreading kindness,
I’ve been punished because your repressed memories turned into blindness.
I wish I felt like I had a purpose here.
There’s always something going on with me,
Physically or mentally.
Whats wrong with me?
What is the point in preparing for war,
If I never receive what I’ve been fighting for?
I’ve always believed happiness is worth chasing,
But I’m starting to feel that I need replacing.
I’m so tired, but I’ve been trying my best.
I wish the world would stop so I could rest.
I’ve spent my life always spreading kindness,
I’ve been punished because your repressed memories turned into blindness.
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