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Struggling for a way,
To appreciate this day,
Never had a style,
And never felt worth while,
I don’t wanna follow a stupid trend,
All I want is a group of friends with whom I blend.
I don’t wanna drown in pink,
And I wanna be able to think,
I'm always on my own,
And yet you call me a clone,
Since when do I look like those girls?
So fragile they’re like precious pearls,
At least I can make up my own mind,
And unlike you I'm not blind,
I wear my own ideas,
That cascade down like ancient tears,
I can swallow my pride,
And tell you that I lied,
I’ll never be ok,
And I wish I could stay,
But blood drips on the floor,
And you burst through the door,
It’s to late I’ve already gone,
And to say good bye I’ll sing this song.
I will wear my own ideas,
That cascade down like ancient tears.