Too Much

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You walk around as a child think life is good

You lived knowing there would be another day

You laughed at everything even if you didn't understand

You smiled everyday because you were actually happy

It's different now

Now you walk around wishing you were dead

Now you live each day wondering if it will be your last

Now you laugh at nothing because all you can think about is death

Now you smile when you're around people because nobody would understand. 

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