Discourse
Months have gone by Yet the wound is still fresh as yesterday Why do i even try When I know I cant keep the pain away Its an insanity of its own I dont want to be happy I just dont want to be so sad Ive done everything I was shown The fact that it doesn't work for me just makes me mad With all this pain as fuel I could do anything Even fetch the moon out the sky But with everything I do it just seems its pain I bring I dont want a fix, I just wanna know why If everything that doesnt kill me makes me stronger Why does it still feel like i dont belong here
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