Bad dreaming in the morning,
Self sickness in the afternoon,
Missing you bad in the evening.
I thought I needed someone,
Thought I needed you to be what I wanted,
Thought I needed you to be me,
Thought I needed you to be.
As a matter of fact, I just needed to be good to myself. Now I’ve grown on my own.
Sadness is rising as I’m wondering how I could live in disguise for such a long time.
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