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These tears drop from my face,
nobody ever told me its wrong to reflect,
but of course I'll never be good enough,
I'll never accomplish all the great things she does,
of course I have nothing to give,
of course I have nothing to receive,
all I've ever wanted is to not be alone,
now more than ever I've felt the loneliness flow through my blood stream,
now more than ever I am desperate to leave my so called mind and soul,
I can not take a moment more,
I can not endure this mind game,
I have become it's weakest player,
I have crushed myself endlessly it seems,
everything around me seems to spin all the way to hell,
but of course I'm already here,
that makes you think,
pumping blood...what for?
going on...who for?
certainly not for me,
certainly not for anything I want to ever be,
Its all about my duties and things I have to do to make others happy,
nothing about me,
I've come to hate who I am,
I've come to regret everything I've ever done,
Nothing seems to be my pathway home.