I was shy
And was prone to tangling myself up
Into tangles and ties
Into stories made up
Into deceit and lies
That makes me fed up
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I was afraid
And was always fearing
Of friendships being made
Because they would hurt breaking
Of relationships like love and hate
Whose scars never stop rewaking
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I was awkward
I always felt lacking
Overthinking every word
Living like that was exhausting
Being scared of being too forward
Trying too hard seemed like faking
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I was a shadow
Content with following behind
Even if I hated being mellow
Content with never being noticed
Even if it hurts because I'm shallow
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Because I do,I admit
I want to be loved like everyone did
But I couldn't seem to fit
Me and love couldn't seem to meet
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I feel so weak
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And I make myself sick
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Sometimes life seems like a trick
And love it's best and worst bit
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『Writing for ME,MYSELF,and I』
RandomI'm tired of writing for you,who don't deserve it I'm tired of waiting for you,and so I quit it I'm tired of being this heartsick fool,I had it ~ so now I'm writing to show that I've gotten over it ~ that I'm living that you ain't worth it ~ that I'...
