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You talk to me like you know who I am

Your naivety fools you everytime

You don't know how I waste my time,

hoping for someway, that things will be fine

You don't know how I spend my time;

Locked up crying inside of my room

Hoping for all the misery to be over soon

Knowing day by day that I will never really be okay

You dont know about my fake smiles and tainted tears

Or how I act tough, hiding my fears

I know you think you know me,

but really,

I don't think you know me at all