not here, but where?

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i'm day dreaming all the time

to dull the screaming in my mind

lay on the floor, stare at the ceiling

begging deaf ears: "what do i do with this feeling?"


my days pass away like the sun in the sky

everyone leaves me forever asking:

"what did i do?" and "why?"


friends always go, if they even come at all

and i wonder to myself: "will i ever stop feeling this small?"

because without fail, every time it ends the same

so by now it really seems i'm the only one to blame


cause i know i don't belong

and i know you want me gone

but won't someone prove me wrong?

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