Nothing but shit
Nothing but a toy
That no one cares for
But to push around for joy.
No one would possibly care enough
No one could possibly love enough
Life is too rough.
To be passionate of.
She's insecure {No one sees it}
She's never sure {Can't believe it}
Whether she can care {Feelings are invisible}
How much more
Can she bear? {Mind so tainted and awful!}
No one would possibly care enough
No one could possibly love enough
Life is too rough.
To be passionate of.
Her mind is becoming dark.
Pushing herself in too far.
The lonliness is taking over
Life too much to suffer
for.
No one would possibly care enough
No one could possibly love enough
Life is too rough.
To be passionate of.
To be passionate of!!!
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