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Listen

Listen

I tell you

Listen

I can't tell you the truth

that I don't know my self

What I feel is all mixed up

And somewhere in the middle

I'm alone and afraid

And needing a friend

Who won't run away

Who won't give up

I don't blame you for hating

The way I always whine

I'd consider myself boring too

If this weren't my own life


My horoscope tells me, that I should write some more. About how I feel, and the things I haven't said, that I think I should have said before.

2001-06-06