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Each day I'm turning more like you.

It's hard to believe, but it's so true.

After all the pains that we have shared

I woke up one morning and the lesser I cared.



I'm starting to become more like you.

I ought to be happy, but I feel blue.

I used to wish to be someone other than me

but as I transform, I was filled with apathy.



Now I'm becoming more like you,

inflicting pain and sorrow without a clue.

I try to turn back, but I am consumed

by the jaded you that I have assumed.