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Don’t suppose that I can’t feel
Feel the things that aren’t real
I’m not dumb, so don’t ignore
Don’t ignore my latest lore
Don’t relay on me, my world
Don’t relay on me, I’m old
Far too old to play this game
Far too breakable for pane
Don’t believe that I don’t miss
Miss your scent and our last kiss
Don’t you think that I’m alright
Don’t believe what hides in light
And my heart, a cold grey stone
It got lost when you have gone
And those pictures in my head
They’re so beautiful, yet sad
It was real, not far to reach
What has left is profound breach
And I do want you to be
Be the one who does love me
But the time makes me believe
Realize it wasn’t real
All in all a simple lie
All in all you weren’t mine
So this agony and tears
Still do feeding all my fears
For, you’re never going back
Maybe it’s ‘cause of my lack
Lack of luck, or lack of beauty
Lack of sympathy and duty
Being sick of all that mess
Recognizing I’m a glass
A glass puppet to control
One more person to ignore
Not a person but a burden
Not just burden but a ghost
And as much as I dislike
I dislike the things you like
I still do them in routine
Still do something I don’t mean
And consuming all this pane
My whole mind is quite too lame
Begging you to keep me real
Save me from the fall I fear
Begging you to keep in touch
‘Cause I’m loving you so much
Truly and straightforward
Feeling like a coward
I won’t tell you all above
Doesn’t matter, does it, love?
I won’t loose my tedious disguise
Even if my pain grows twice
It’s so heavy, I can’t breath
So distracting, I can’t sleep
So confusing I don’t feel
No emotions, no remorse
I so hope you won’t get worse
So I’m shutting down once more
Eager to release your core
Burning on the inside
Dying on the outside
Screaming in my head
Saying softly I’m not sad
Strong enough to shut me down
You won’t hear my crying sound
I am strong, not weak not old
I’m not tired, I’m just cold
I am able to buck up
I am willing to shut up
I’ll let go of you my friend
I’ll protect you to the end
You won’t have to feel regrets
Don’t forget that once we met
Even if I’m not enough
I’m not crying, it’s the sough