I'm so tired of being here..
Suppressed by all my childish fears..
I wish I could look at a map.. And designate my course.
Life like this doesn't seem worthwhile.
I used to captivate myself.
Enthralled by my own reflection..
Now I'm appalled.
Promising myself.I will have more exploration.
Life without limits.
Life without knowing my next step.
Sitting here in a world that only brings false hope.
Wounds won't heel without devoid of support.
Someone's Held my hand through all my years, now they've let go.
My voice has been chased away.
This pain is so goddamn real.
Theirs just too much that Time can't erase.
I've tried so hard to tell myself that I'm gone.
But to me.I feel I'll return.
The optimistic me.
People Say, to be happy with God, is to be happy with yourself.
Content with the Almighty..
Insecure of his creation..

I still don't know what keeps me so upset..
Forged Hope?
People give it unto me so frequently.
Tell the truth for once.
What do they see when they look at me?
Not what they state.
If I could chart a map..
Where would I go?
A place where no one would make another feel inferior.
A place of no hope.
A place where no one's hope could be distinguished.
Friendship wouldn't be a concept.
It hurts when you lose your friend for an hour of a day.
Why start a friendship that you want to last for a lifetime?
I've tried to kill my pain.
But only found more.
I'm not dejected as a hobby.
It's something triggering the soul.
Help me..
Unhappy without my outer shell.
Discontent with my inner core.
I'm lost..

I'm so tired of being here..
Suppressed by all my childish fears..
I wish I could look at a map.. And designate my course.
Life like this doesn't seem worthwhile.
I used to captivate myself.
Enthralled by my own reflection..
Now I'm appalled.
Promising myself.I will have more exploration.
Life without limits.
Life without knowing my next step.
Sitting here in a world that only brings false hope.
Wounds won't heel devoid of support.
Someone's Held my hand through all my years, now they've let go.
My voice has been chased away.
This pain is so goddamn real.
Theirs just too much that Time can't erase.
I've tried so hard to tell myself that I'm gone.
But to me.I feel I'll return.
The optimistic me.
People Say, to be happy with God, is to be happy with yourself.
Content with the Almighty..
Insecure of his creation..
When I'm in the crowd, a smile covers my unhappy facial expression.
I still don't know what keeps me so upset..
Forged Hope?
People give it unto me so frequently.
Tell the truth for once.
What do they see when they look at me?
Not what they state.
If I could chart a map..
Where would I go?
A place where no one would make another feel inferior.
A place of no hope.
A place where no one's hope could be distinguished.
A place where friends wouldn't be made.
Friendship wouldn't be a concept.
It hurts when you lose your friend for an hour of a day.
Why start a friendship that you want to last for a lifetime?
I've tried to kill my pain.
But only found more.
I'm not dejected as a hobby.
It's something triggering the soul.
Help me..
Unhappy without my outer shell.
Discontent with my inner core.
I'm lost..

I'm so tired of being here..
Suppressed by all my childish fears..
I wish I could look at a map.. And designate my course.
Life like this doesn't seem worthwhile.
I used to captivate myself.
Enthralled by my own reflection..
Now I'm appalled.
Promising myself.I will have more exploration.
Life without limits.
Life without knowing my next step.
Sitting here in a world that only brings false hope.
Wounds won't heel devoid of support.
Someone's Held my hand through all my years, now they've let go.
My voice has been chased away.
This pain is so goddamn real.
Theirs just too much that Time can't erase.
I've tried so hard to tell myself that I'm gone.
But to me.I feel I'll return.
The optimistic me.
People Say, to be happy with God, is to be happy with yourself.
Content with the Almighty..
Insecure of his creation..
When I'm in the crowd, a smile covers my unhappy facial expression.
I still don't know what keeps me so upset..
Forged Hope?
People give it unto me so frequently.
Tell the truth for once.
What do they see when they look at me?
Not what they state.
If I could chart a map..
Where would I go?
A place where no one would make another feel inferior.
A place of no hope.
A place where no one's hope could be distinguished.
A place where friends wouldn't be made.
Friendship wouldn't be a concept.
It hurts when you lose your friend for an hour of a day.
Why start a friendship that you want to last for a lifetime?
I've tried to kill my pain.
But only found more.
I'm not dejected as a hobby.
It's something triggering the soul.
Help me..
Unhappy without my outer shell.
Discontent with my inner core.
I'm lost..

I'm so tired of being here..
Suppressed by all my childish fears..
I wish I could look at a map.. And designate my course.
Life like this doesn't seem worthwhile.
I used to captivate myself.
Enthralled by my own reflection..
Now I'm appalled.
Promising myself.I will have more exploration.
Life without limits.
Life without knowing my next step.
Sitting here in a world that only brings false hope.
Wounds won't heel devoid of support.
Someone's Held my hand through all my years, now they've let go.
My voice has been chased away.
This pain is so goddamn real.
Theirs just too much that Time can't erase.
I've tried so hard to tell myself that I'm gone.
But to me.I feel I'll return.
The optimistic me.
People Say, to be happy with God, is to be happy with yourself.
Content with the Almighty..
Insecure of his creation..
When I'm in the crowd, a smile covers my unhappy facial expression.
I still don't know what keeps me so upset..
Forged Hope?
People give it unto me so frequently.
Tell the truth for once.
What do they see when they look at me?
Not what they state.
If I could chart a map..
Where would I go?
A place where no one would make another feel inferior.
A place of no hope.
A place where no one's hope could be distinguished.
A place where friends wouldn't be made.
Friendship wouldn't be a concept.
It hurts when you lose your friend for an hour of a day.
Why start a friendship that you want to last for a lifetime?
I've tried to kill my pain.
But only found more.
I'm not dejected as a hobby.
It's something triggering the soul.
Help me..
Unhappy without my outer shell.
Discontent with my inner core.
I'm lost..

I'm so tired of being here..
Suppressed by all my childish fears..
I wish I could look at a map.. And designate my course.
Life like this doesn't seem worthwhile.
I used to captivate myself.
Enthralled by my own reflection..
Now I'm appalled.
Promising myself.I will have more exploration.
Life without limits.
Life without knowing my next step.
Sitting here in a world that only brings false hope.
Wounds won't heel without devoid of support.
Someone's Held my hand through all my years, now they've let go.
My voice has been chased away.
This pain is so goddamn real.
Theirs just too much that Time can't erase.
I've tried so hard to tell myself that I'm gone.
But to me.I feel I'll return.
The optimistic me.
People Say, to be happy with God, is to be happy with yourself.
Content with the Almighty..
Insecure of his creation..

I still don't know what keeps me so upset..
Forged Hope?
People give it unto me so frequently.
Tell the truth for once.
What do they see when they look at me?
Not what they state.
If I could chart a map..
Where would I go?
A place where no one would make another feel inferior.
A place of no hope.
A place where no one's hope could be distinguished.
Friendship wouldn't be a concept.
It hurts when you lose your friend for an hour of a day.
Why start a friendship that you want to last for a lifetime?
I've tried to kill my pain.
But only found more.
I'm not dejected as a hobby.
It's something triggering the soul.
Help me..
Unhappy without my outer shell.
Discontent with my inner core.
I'm lost..

I'm so tired of being here..
Suppressed by all my childish fears..
I wish I could look at a map.. And designate my course.
Life like this doesn't seem worthwhile.
I used to captivate myself.
Enthralled by my own reflection..
Now I'm appalled.
Promising myself.I will have more exploration.
Life without limits.
Life without knowing my next step.
Sitting here in a world that only brings false hope.
Wounds won't heel devoid of support.
Someone's Held my hand through all my years, now they've let go.
My voice has been chased away.
This pain is so goddamn real.
Theirs just too much that Time can't erase.
I've tried so hard to tell myself that I'm gone.
But to me.I feel I'll return.
The optimistic me.
People Say, to be happy with God, is to be happy with yourself.
Content with the Almighty..
Insecure of his creation..
When I'm in the crowd, a smile covers my unhappy facial expression.
I still don't know what keeps me so upset..
Forged Hope?
People give it unto me so frequently.
Tell the truth for once.
What do they see when they look at me?
Not what they state.
If I could chart a map..
Where would I go?
A place where no one would make another feel inferior.
A place of no hope.
A place where no one's hope could be distinguished.
A place where friends wouldn't be made.
Friendship wouldn't be a concept.
It hurts when you lose your friend for an hour of a day.
Why start a friendship that you want to last for a lifetime?
I've tried to kill my pain.
But only found more.
I'm not dejected as a hobby.
It's something triggering the soul.
Help me..
Unhappy without my outer shell.
Discontent with my inner core.
I'm lost..

I'm so tired of being here..
Suppressed by all my childish fears..
I wish I could look at a map.. And designate my course.
Life like this doesn't seem worthwhile.
I used to captivate myself.
Enthralled by my own reflection..
Now I'm appalled.
Promising myself.I will have more exploration.
Life without limits.
Life without knowing my next step.
Sitting here in a world that only brings false hope.
Wounds won't heel devoid of support.
Someone's Held my hand through all my years, now they've let go.
My voice has been chased away.
This pain is so goddamn real.
Theirs just too much that Time can't erase.
I've tried so hard to tell myself that I'm gone.
But to me.I feel I'll return.
The optimistic me.
People Say, to be happy with God, is to be happy with yourself.
Content with the Almighty..
Insecure of his creation..
When I'm in the crowd, a smile covers my unhappy facial expression.
I still don't know what keeps me so upset..
Forged Hope?
People give it unto me so frequently.
Tell the truth for once.
What do they see when they look at me?
Not what they state.
If I could chart a map..
Where would I go?
A place where no one would make another feel inferior.
A place of no hope.
A place where no one's hope could be distinguished.
A place where friends wouldn't be made.
Friendship wouldn't be a concept.
It hurts when you lose your friend for an hour of a day.
Why start a friendship that you want to last for a lifetime?
I've tried to kill my pain.
But only found more.
I'm not dejected as a hobby.
It's something triggering the soul.
Help me..
Unhappy without my outer shell.
Discontent with my inner core.
I'm lost..

I'm so tired of being here..
Suppressed by all my childish fears..
I wish I could look at a map.. And designate my course.
Life like this doesn't seem worthwhile.
I used to captivate myself.
Enthralled by my own reflection..
Now I'm appalled.
Promising myself.I will have more exploration.
Life without limits.
Life without knowing my next step.
Sitting here in a world that only brings false hope.
Wounds won't heel devoid of support.
Someone's Held my hand through all my years, now they've let go.
My voice has been chased away.
This pain is so goddamn real.
Theirs just too much that Time can't erase.
I've tried so hard to tell myself that I'm gone.
But to me.I feel I'll return.
The optimistic me.
People Say, to be happy with God, is to be happy with yourself.
Content with the Almighty..
Insecure of his creation..
When I'm in the crowd, a smile covers my unhappy facial expression.
I still don't know what keeps me so upset..
Forged Hope?
People give it unto me so frequently.
Tell the truth for once.
What do they see when they look at me?
Not what they state.
If I could chart a map..
Where would I go?
A place where no one would make another feel inferior.
A place of no hope.
A place where no one's hope could be distinguished.
A place where friends wouldn't be made.
Friendship wouldn't be a concept.
It hurts when you lose your friend for an hour of a day.
Why start a friendship that you want to last for a lifetime?
I've tried to kill my pain.
But only found more.
I'm not dejected as a hobby.
It's something triggering the soul.
Help me..
Unhappy without my outer shell.
Discontent with my inner core.
I'm lost..
Repeating it again and again.. till I deplete.

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