I want to say about my pain,
But there is nobody to get my words.
I start to think I am insane,
My soul only nods.
It's become habitual to be sad,
I am roaming to forget of everyone.
Among all people I met
Only one could shine like the sun.
I don't anymore long to be your friend,
My desire is only to get away.
We came to our end,
I see no more reason to stay.I
Insane
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