Ok, it's like this
yeah, just like that
Good, I'm glad my point
was recieved
well?
This phase is blurry
Emotionless cause you
like to think you're never wrong
But I live what you learn
I guess...
Without a sense of confidence
it's too much nothing to take
Please don't ask me to hold on
There's not enough to cling to
Apparently
And it's not my fault it's impossible
for you to get it
There's no choice but to sit back
and watch, you do as you do
but only so well, thanks
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