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When you speak of friendship, think of me

I wasn't all taht you hated, nor what you wanted me to be

I give myself my own name

I have no known thoughts of fame

I am just a lonely kid who likes to sit here and type all day



High school wasnt everythign I once thought it would be

I learned a lot of things but not much was from schooling

Friends taught me how to live, girls taught me how to give

I lost the most of myself when I was learning from mistakes



I've given up more than once

Forgotten more than that

I have lost so many friendships

That I know I will never get back



I've learned to hate my life

Back when it didn't mean a thing

I learned how to cope with scars

And how to lift my voice and sing



I hate the way things turn out sometimes

I am wrong and I am right

With all that I have learned

I still do not know how to fight



I give up day after day

The more I want to stay

When all I wanted was a friend

I do nothing but push away



This is my biography

Of how I used to be

This is the story of my life

And all of my regrets



I never once thought I would matter

In a world so full of pain

But if I had a choice in this matter

I'd live my life over again



Promises I made

Promises I failed

I want a new life for myself

Without the hurtful memories



I've found out one thing

Something that will help me get by

I cannot live this life alone

I need strength, a friend, a God