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Hey, I am so tired of being not loved by everyone
I am not the one who will a person you wanna own
In this deep thoughts I always just get drown
I miss those times where I was an innocent one
It is like I am in a different person, not where I used to be
I miss having true friends where I can show the real me
Partying at night and not thinking about what time it is
Unlike the old times where I can just relax and feel at ease
I just can't go back where just my knees are hurt
Now everything hurts having having my broken heart
It is not just the wound that you can just put band aid
There is no cure and all I can have in me is pain
Now everything is seems to be just sold and paid
I miss the times where I am real fine saying I'm okay
Time just passed by so different saying I'm okay while I cry
Tears in my pillow at night and I woke up when it'a dry
Missing where I can just jump out to sand and play
It is hard to forget how truly happy I am before
It just getting now because of people getting a whore
Girls and boys aren't the same like they used to
If I can just go back in time, I'll love it too