(5) I Can't

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At least, for the very least,
I still have my positive side.

Grow old, get a job
Get recognized, stop sob
Just for once, for a good reason.

But then,
my negative side will always be there,
company me whenever I feel happy and sad.

There is no way to leave that friend behind,
because he is the reason
I've been living until today
and typing this for you.

"Can you be positive a little bit?"
"Can you just stop being sad and move on?"

No, I can't.
I've tried so many times but I can't.
No matter how I tried to be happy,
there is always buts and sadness.

I chose to be at the bottom
and let you guys up.
I was drooling on how good looking you are,
how pretty and smart you are,
and how you can communicate so easily with other people.

I'm jealous, you know?
I really am.
I'm sorry.

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