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Here I am again
Feeling so hurt and depressed
Mixing all my different thoughts and wondering
I fake being busy, i try to fill that empty hole that kills my soul
I need loneliness but sometimes i hate it
I hate loneliness but sometimes i need it
All my problems left behind, and I dont know why!
Maybe its my way of running away... I hate myself!!!
What do I have to do? Im drifting away
Whats the fucking answer? Whats the fucking answer?
Many times I dream about
What I would like to do and
I think that maybe its so far away
From where my life is
Or maybe Im dragged by the lost illusions of the society
Which paths should I take?
The bad influences of this city dont let me think clearly
Living in comfort is not what I need
Is there anything true about fairy tales?
I know a lot of things that I have to do
The problem is that I have to start with something
Are the risks necessary...for the progress?