You are always telling me that everything will be ok
You are always telling me to quit playing my games
You say that I over act, You say that I'm just to sad
But you don't know me, you don't understand
You don't know the reason why
And to be honest, neither do I
I try to help out, and be what you wanted
But all you do is break me farther
Tell me I'm not good enough for you
Tell me I'll never know what you've been through
And maybe it's true, maybe it's not
Maybe none of it is your fault
And maybe one day I will be happy
And maybe one day I won't be sorry
Maybe one day I will get the help I need
And maybe one day on a lucky shot
I will be gone and totally forgot
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