I walk home all alone..again,
I see you,but you're too busy with others,
Pretty,Tall,Good-looking females
Can you not see me?
Thinking makes my heart ache,
I'm just not good enough,
Whom should I believe from now on?
I wait,and wait,
Things just get worse,
The only thing that hurts,
Is that you make me feel Dead.
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