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Sometimes people ask me why I look sad I say it's because I'm tired They ask why I say it's because I didn't sleep Another day comes They notice it again This time they don't ask They merely mention a remark I ignore it Another day comes They notice it again Another day comes What's there to notice?
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Dec 8, 2013
Dec 8, 2013 at 2:40 AM UTC
A perpetual state of existence
Sometimes people ask me why I look sad I say it's because I'm tired They ask why I say it's because I didn't sleep Another day comes They notice it again This time they don't ask They merely mention a remark I ignore it Another day comes They notice it again Another day comes What's there to notice?
jason-4
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Dec 8, 2013
Dec 8, 2013 at 2:40 AM UTC
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