I'm done
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I'm tired of this confusing and twisted world
My emotions picked up and hurled,
No one understands no one cares
Too many unheard requests and prayers,
Too many selfish and heartless people
This world is growing to be colorless and dull,
There is no one who loves me for me
I have to be fake to be loved you see?
I need someone to hold
There I'm putting it bold,
I once dated a girl who played me
She wasn't smart enough to see,
I was dying on the inside
Everyday I cried,
All she wanted was the attention
Well now we're done,
She's a bitch and I'm just here
Oh is that a tear?
It's okay no one cares
I have Too many unheard requests and prayers,
I'm tired of this confusing and twisted world
My emotions picked up and hurled.
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