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The Old Stuff Why am I thinking so much?
Everything running through my head
Running like a marathon.
I want to cry�
I'm happy, but I'm angry.
I've got everything a girl could want�
But I'm empty.
I keep going back to the past.
I keep thinking of how I used to be.
I wonder why I thought the way I did
Or why I don't anymore.
I'm so angry.
I want to yell at every little thing.
I won't let anyone touch what used to be mine
Without wanting to scream.
But I have something better now.
Why do I hurt, when I love and am loved?
My mind is going crazy
So are my emotions
I don't know how to feel anymore.
Maybe I'll just let sleep decide.
