SuperNova

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It used to not be a matter of life or death,

It used to be so simple


I used to grin when they came home

Now I run and hide away


I used to be exited

I used to be great 

I used to be enough


Nowadays I'm depressed

Nowadays I'm horrible

Nowadays I'm never close to good enough


No matter how hard I try

It's never the way it used to be


So why not just stop trying and start living?

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