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Sometimes i feel it crush me, then stand back up,

when the pain is too much, i keep it's mouth shut,

haven't been the real me, take a look,

you'd need to read since it's only for my notebook,

don't ever feel alone and misunderstanded,

i'd be by your side if you'd demand it,

i'd walk handstandin down a crowded escalator,

if doing that would allow me to see you later,

funny how time can grow one and kill another,

help one dwell and another move on to some other,

if you would have stayed with me, strange,

we could have both watched each other change,

cause when you find the girl that has you adapt,

you survive until she cuts you off, then react,

stand back up and brush the dust off your shoulder,

hold onto the experience until you're much older.