I'm kind of person that,
I have seen a lot in my age
It has been so long in this little but huge cage
Things to be proud of, and things to pledge
My heart is almost there, calm and sage
So i'm Useless,
If my hand never freak on your hair
With eyes which can't see the beauty on your chair
Because my mouth doesn't play you fair
I'm such a useless
O' Lazy me,
Hugging my voice and let your expression fly away
Poor me, I couldn't afford to buy you a sweet dream yesterday
All you wanted was me to open my mouth and ask you to stay
But lazy me, I could not play how to play
Poor lazy me
I'm such a useless.
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