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I don't know why I did it/ There are people angry at me for things I didn't do/ But when I stop giving a **** they ask me why don't I care/ When I try again, I'm told that i'm not trying/ I know what it's like to ruin yourself just to be noticed/ I know what it's like to dig yourself deep just to convince everyone you're not doing so well/ I know what it's like to find comfort in that hell hole because you know you won't be able to find that same comfort in an alternate situation/ You might think I found my answer, but i'm really still questioning myself and my next move/ I don't know why...
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Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 9:57 PM UTC
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I don't know why I did it/ There are people angry at me for things I didn't do/ But when I stop giving a **** they ask me why don't I care/ When I try again, I'm told that i'm not trying/ I know what it's like to ruin yourself just to be noticed/ I know what it's like to dig yourself deep just to convince everyone you're not doing so well/ I know what it's like to find comfort in that hell hole because you know you won't be able to find that same comfort in an alternate situation/ You might think I found my answer, but i'm really still questioning myself and my next move/ I don't know why...
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Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 9:57 PM UTC
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