When I look at my life now
And what it was
I realize two things:
I haven't changed
But that's on the outside
Something on the inside has
So many emotions
That have been gotten, forgotten, and yet earned for more
So what should happen now?
Love in so many forms
Hate burns my throat
But they are both still there
So cover me when I smile
And hide me when I'm sad
If you talk to me when I'm angry
I'll make you cry
If you think it doesn't matter
It does, it does, it does
However, I've let you know to much already
So now I say ciao.
Don't fight; It comes naturally
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