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by Amber s Dec 19, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
You think I'm happy, you even think I'm fine. But I won't lie, I pretend this life weren't even mine. Will it get better,no one knows, But why have I chose, this way to go. I may laugh even smile, But in my heart I want to be alone for a while. I don't know who exactly I am, but someday when, I find out. That will be the day I won't fell as left out.