Sadness
Sadness overtakes me
A dead end street and a questionable life
What will become of me?
I talk and no one answers
I speak but no one hears
My friends, they question me
I feel ahamed, unable to let go.
A dead end street and a questionable life
What will become of me?
I talk and no one answers
I speak but no one hears
My friends, they question me
I feel ahamed, unable to let go.
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