Real world.
Real world.
Real world:
Does it feel like no one cares?
Do you mind to walk alone?
Would you cry yourself to sleep?
Or rather cut up till the bone?
Do you cry all night and day?
Do you try to lose your mind?
Will you run away from all?
Would you rather just be blind?
You don't want to see the world.
Or put up with what it brings.
I hope you grow up soon.
And learn to live with all these things.
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