just.....
it's just not right
i try to keep my head up
the strong power push me down
burried me alive
blocked my air
the colour of my life fade away
they go black and white
not like the other
which makes me jealous
make my heart sick
want them to be in a abad condition
that is wrong
i know it
but my heart does not want to stop cursing
i do not want them to be happy
i want them to be in my condition
that is just me
may be you can fix me later
when the world ends
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