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Wishing things would change

But they never will

It seems so strange

Standing so still

I've fallen down

Can't get up

In anger towards myself i will drown

I've filled my cup

When will it end

When did it start

Make the pain descend

Into the cold and dark

Trapped in this game

I'm bound to lose

What a shame

To be in my shoes