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As i sit and think i begin to fade away

I think of the past and hope to live another day

I dont know if i will see tomorrow

I dont know what to do with all my sorrow

I dont know who i am or want to be

I dont know when i will finally be set free

I dont know how to let go of all this hate

All i know is that you are too late