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How can I describe this feeling? It is me that you’re stealing. Who I worked to be Has gone and left me I’m left with something strange As if it is me who is deranged. This is all new to me It is not as it ought to be. Why do I feel this way? I don’t know what to say I’m lost I’m scared I’m unprepared. This thing that is left disgusts myself I am left here feeling in bad health. All I do is sit and stare And contemplate how life is unfair. Why do I feel this way? I don’t know what to say I feel trapped I have been snapped. All hope I had has been thrashed. The things I have done And all things I found fun They have all left me It is painful to truly see That this feeling will stay. All depending on a day For this was just one. Just one day One day that had been torn away. It has stripped me of almost all To the point that I might fall But as long as you stay this way They will become a regular day. But still I must say They have They did They will Make me feel this way And through it all At the end of the day I still don’t know what to say.
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Sep 28, 2010
Sep 28, 2010 at 5:18 PM UTC
Don't know what to say
How can I describe this feeling? It is me that you’re stealing. Who I worked to be Has gone and left me I’m left with something strange As if it is me who is deranged. This is all new to me It is not as it ought to be. Why do I feel this way? I don’t know what to say I’m lost I’m scared I’m unprepared. This thing that is left disgusts myself I am left here feeling in bad health. All I do is sit and stare And contemplate how life is unfair. Why do I feel this way? I don’t know what to say I feel trapped I have been snapped. All hope I had has been thrashed. The things I have done And all things I found fun They have all left me It is painful to truly see That this feeling will stay. All depending on a day For this was just one. Just one day One day that had been torn away. It has stripped me of almost all To the point that I might fall But as long as you stay this way They will become a regular day. But still I must say They have They did They will Make me feel this way And through it all At the end of the day I still don’t know what to say.
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Sep 28, 2010
Sep 28, 2010 at 5:18 PM UTC
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