Myself
When will things be ok? When will I be able to smile everyday?
if I knew how to live with myself alone, and maybe go more than a week without getting stoned, I could get to know myself and everyone else would know me too. But how can I make them see? What do I do? For them to truly know me I have to learn to see what they see. I have to open up and start being me. Then i can truly say I know who I am. Then maybe the lights won't be so dim. I am me and you are you lets get to know one another and share the things we do. You can be my friend and i can be yours too. We can help each other to make it though.
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