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October 21st, 2003



The world that sits upon my shoulder

Is indeed getting colder

As I grow older



It seems that everyone hates me

And is out to get me you see

Am I really living reality



If this is reality

Then who am I going to be

What is the true me



Am I the only one who wants to cry

Am I the only one that wants to die

Or sit alone and sigh



As I get older

This world upon my shoulder

Is indeed getting much colder