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Why is it all the people that i meet, seem to fall into a pit?
A pit of distruction and distress?

Why is it all the people that i meet, keep trying to follow me?
Acting like im the one with all the awnsers to their questions?

Why is it all the people that i meet, try to get me to believe?
trying to show me that not all people are liars?

Why is it all the people that i meet, make me see all the hate?
hate that stays inside of people for years that never goes away?

Why is it all the people that i meet, are never what they seem?