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leave.me.alone.
Do you see the pain beneath my glossy eyes.
Do you see the pain beneath the silence.
Chuckle, chuckle, Stop being lazy and make friends
Chuckle, chuckle, go out and meet a guy
Do you realize how much pain I have indured all these years.
Do you realize how dry I am on the inside.
Do you realize I lived without a soul all these years, seventeen years.
Do you realize that my soul was ripped away at three.
Do you realize that I never felt loved by you at three, four, five, six, seven.
Do you realize that I essentially died.
To you my living body is proof that I am alive
Don’t talk to me as if I am a living person.
I died. Don’t be surprised that you do not
get a response from me.
