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What a cliche title. Somebody's Calling to Me. What does that even mean? Hey guys, look, someone's trying to talk to me. Why does that matter Why does life matter Who am I What am I doing God, why am I like this Why can't I recognize that when someone is calling me I should pick up Or if someone wants a picture with me I should join in Or if someone loves me I should love them back How many people have I ruined? Am I one of those people? How can I fix it? There's a beauty in being upset. Being so full of yourself And full of your own emotion That when you look at someone else You don't see them You see yourself Being upset with yourself is selfish. Time for me to move on. I have someone to care for.
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Oct 3, 2018
Oct 3, 2018 at 10:42 PM UTC
Somebody's Calling to Me
What a cliche title. Somebody's Calling to Me. What does that even mean? Hey guys, look, someone's trying to talk to me. Why does that matter Why does life matter Who am I What am I doing God, why am I like this Why can't I recognize that when someone is calling me I should pick up Or if someone wants a picture with me I should join in Or if someone loves me I should love them back How many people have I ruined? Am I one of those people? How can I fix it? There's a beauty in being upset. Being so full of yourself And full of your own emotion That when you look at someone else You don't see them You see yourself Being upset with yourself is selfish. Time for me to move on. I have someone to care for.
RedZev
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Oct 3, 2018
Oct 3, 2018 at 10:42 PM UTC
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