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It's not really hard,
To forget who you are.
When you're so tangled up,
In everyone else.
My entire being is lost.
I'm floating now, I don't even remember yesterday.
I'm so depressed.
And down,
Just like my self esteem.
I let myself go,
And I didn't try to pick myself up.
It's probably because,
I miss drugs.