| Before I feel like dropping out of the window, like stopping it now. I feel like grabbing my heart, and throwing it away. My body has stopped making the mood swell, my mind has given up on me. Given up-- like everyone has like everyone does, like when you sit there with nothing to say as I cry and fall against your legs. No one pushed me to this, but no one held me back, and no one really listened. Call it an inbalance, call it melodramatic, call it all lies-- that's all I say anyway. |
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