I can't just stand here and watch everything happen
I can't just stay motionless when I'm surrounded
I can't fly free in the night when I want to most
I can't escape this harsh, cruel world in which I'm trapped
I can't leave my past behind me
I can't be here forever and feel useful
I can't go forward even though it's they way home
I can't love, hate, or feel strong emotion
I can't do a lot of things
What can I do?
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