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Shh...

Why am I angry, why am I depressed Why am I like this, why am I such a mess The ones that care I know they're always there Yet every time I go home, I feel like I'm alone I don't understand what is happening I dont even know I just don't want to sit here and feel the sting I wanna leave so badly, the voices tell me to But no one else can hear them, not even you You don't understand and probably never will But if I'd never found you I'd would have been killed I want you to hold me, I'm asking you please Just make the voices silent so maybe I can sprint I'll sprint to freedom, I'll sprint to happiness I'll never stop running til I finally get to you So hold me now close, and tell me to shh and never let go even when I push I want to say sorry for being such a pain But I know you, you'll stop me and tell me I'm insane.
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Feb 16, 2012
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