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Its like living in the past but im really in the present.
Built up to be torn down.
So tell me why do i hold on
tell me why do i fight.
Tell me why my tears dont matter to u
like yours matter to me.
Tell me was i not good enough to have u.
Or was i use to get back at someone.
This question run through my mind like a movie.
When you wanted me u got me but for what.
i dont kno what to do
dont kno what to think
i sit in this room every night thinking about u
as if your thinking about me.
Poeple say alot of thing about this situation
but i didnt bother to even listen to what they
told me.
So tell me do u want me or should i go.
I really hate....
Facing this world alone.