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by Melissa Mar 21, 2006 category : Life, society / other
If I got the chance A chance to show you why I feel the way I do Why sometimes I want to die If you could read my mind Would it scare you away I wonder just what you'd find Each and every day If I knew what it was That made me feel like I do The walls Built in my head There to keep me from you Dreams tend to get so scary My thoughts they come alive Trying to keep them away Became a constant strive