All of us
This written in tears
They say: no hope, my dear
It’s a dirty obscene world
I want to die a martyr
I want everything
I don’t want the world to see me cry, tremble and die
I can’t show my weaknesses
I can’t let them see that side of me
Abandoned, such a bitter teen,
Unreasonable anger and depression
Where does it come from?
Confusion so deep this time
Nothing but my ignorance can shine
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