Just Me.
Just Me.
Sometimes I wanna cry,
Just only cry,
Cry, so the tears will roll all over my face.
Tears with pain and sadness,
Tears with bad thoughts.
And when the tears fall on the ground, all those thoughts,
pain and sadness will be smashed down and dissepeared, all out of my head.
Then I will begin with a clear mind,
starting to think positive and to like myself,
the person who I am, the person I am gonna except.
Just Me.
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