Im standing in the bus, whilst it stops. It stops, like the smile on my face. My school is scary, and broken, like my soul and mind.
I can feel the magic floating in the air, I can see the sunlight dancing over my hair , I have never felt this way, And i can remember exactly what you used to say
What is this feeling..... It's like i don't even exist, Why do i feel like this?
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