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So many things I hide.
So many times Ive cried.
So many thoughts that I dont want you to see.

You mended my heart.
You never wanted it torn apart.
You wont be satisfied with the real me.

I have so many troubles and I hide them all.
I have lost trust in most people, which made me build up this wall.

And if someday, I know your love for me is true.
I'll sit here content waiting for you.

But Life is only a game, and Love is its plot.
So now the only thing to do, is sit here and rot.