Sometimes, you're blinded by hate and can't really see,
Some days you just want to, I don't know, hide in a tree.
Sometimes, you just want to end it now,
Some days, you're all alone in the crowd.
Sometimes, you just want to be by yourself,
Some days,you wanna cry out for help
Everyone has their own demons.
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You never know what you'll see in the daylight, but you never know what the darkness of the night is hiding. Maybe it's better if you didn't see anything, right? But then again, it's impossible to take your eyes away.