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Earphones and music on, world off

Every time they'll blame me on things, every time I see them coming

Trying not to cry, thinking if they'd be fine if i'm gone.

Tired of this *******,
my music is so loud

Not hearing what they're trying to say,
I don't even care anymore

Listening to my type of songs,
having perfect happiness

Just leave me alone,
I'm doing my best not to cuss.

I'm here at my bed, tugging at my blanket.

Not minding these people surrounding me.

— The End —