Everyone wants,
What they know they can't have,
That, Is how I'm me,
The only thing I have,
Is the only thing I want,
My friends,
My family,
The people who really understand,
The people who I pushed away,
But who mostly stayed,
Most people have two shoulders,
But if you need a third to lean on,
My shoulder, is next to my head.
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