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The Life of a Teenager

They won't know.

They don't know. They won't know.

It's a lonely feeling; the feeling that no one else will ever know what you're going through. Mentally insane. Talking to myself.
Who sits alone at night, thinking of everything, yet nothing? Who listening to music so much they want to scream? Somehow normal, yet somehow so different.
Not much to say on it. What could you say, if you knew no one else would know or have the slightest idea what you're talking about?