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I'm so frustrated at myself you have no clue what you're doing No creativity, no soul, no truth Just going through the motions I thought guys were the problem no the problem is myself I was so happy but what happened I feel hurt, broken, annoyed My future is so cloudy. My present is so manipulated Ignoring my problems through music Where's the crafty girl I know I'm frustrated and angry Bruises on my head I'm acing my classes but I'm so fake. I'm faster but not stronger. Where is the girl I know
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Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 6:41 PM UTC
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I'm so frustrated at myself you have no clue what you're doing No creativity, no soul, no truth Just going through the motions I thought guys were the problem no the problem is myself I was so happy but what happened I feel hurt, broken, annoyed My future is so cloudy. My present is so manipulated Ignoring my problems through music Where's the crafty girl I know I'm frustrated and angry Bruises on my head I'm acing my classes but I'm so fake. I'm faster but not stronger. Where is the girl I know
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Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 6:41 PM UTC
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