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See me for who I am
Hear me for who I am
Who ever that may be
That's the problem
How can you ?
When I have no identity?
I'm lost inside of me
Can't you see ?
I am like a lost child
Waiting and waiting
To be discovered and found
Help me out
See me, hear me
Then maybe I will find my identity
Maybe I won't maybe I will
Hear my plea
Help me get back my lost identity
'There will be bad days, there will be good days, there will be really bad days, and really good days, and days that are not bad or good but just simply suck, but either way you got through it and you are here today and that is all that really matters''
See me for who I am
Hear me for who I am
Who ever that may be
That's the problem
How can you ?
When I have no identity?
I'm lost inside of me
This part is my favorite
Do you ever get a little bit tired of life
Like you're not really happy but you don't wanna die
Like you're hanging by a thread but you gotta survive
'Cause you gotta survive
My thoughts are the same as Dez's. This one came out lovely.
If clarity's in death, then why won't this die?
Years of tearing down our banners, you and I
Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first