I sit alone passing the time,
Everyday goes by so fast,
Seems to me I'm losing my mind,
This life is not supposed to last.
What am i doing here?
Is there really any meaning?
This life is all I have to fear,
In the nightmares I am dreaming.
I look out from my hill,
Everythings so pretty,
What I would kill,
To be able to switch bodies.
Would you even notice,
If I weren't here?
Would you rejoice,
Or shed a tear?
How am i supposed to live,
In a life full of sadness?
What I would give,
To leave all this madness.
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