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why dont people care

how i feel or wat i fear

its only one stranger

and that could put me in danger

he tells me that i am somebody

but i still think i am nobody

should i trust him?

or is he just like them?

does he just want to get to me,

so he can laugh and c

how hard i can cry

and how much my life is a lie

nobody understands

i need a helping hand

somebody who listens to what i say

and like to joke around and play

somebody who thinks life can b funny

and aint worried about money

my whole life i have been shy

and just want to break down an cry

and now its time

to break out of this slime

and show everybody i can b fine

as long as i have somebody to call mine