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Stuck
I don't want to be here or there;
I don't want to be anywhere.
I want to be nonexistent.
I wish I weren't so pessimistic.
So much hate inside my soul;
I'm growing weak, I'm growing cold.
I try and try to make things right;
Every day all I do is fight.
Fighting myself, and fighting you.
Waiting for the day I come unglued.
I want to leave, I want to go.
And as a person, I want to grow.
I don't want to be anywhere.
I want to be nonexistent.
I wish I weren't so pessimistic.
So much hate inside my soul;
I'm growing weak, I'm growing cold.
I try and try to make things right;
Every day all I do is fight.
Fighting myself, and fighting you.
Waiting for the day I come unglued.
I want to leave, I want to go.
And as a person, I want to grow.
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