Inside I'm curled up in a ball,
afraid to stand for I might fall;
I tell my feelings to no one,
it's hard for me to just feel loved.
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No one seems to understand,
no one's there to lift a hand;
I yearn to laugh,
I long to smile;
I guess I'm much to evil and vile.
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So here I stay,
in my man-made shell,
is there any way that I'm in Hell;
In here I feel both safe and sound,
even when my teardrops hit the ground.