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04/17 2007
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Anger
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To those I pushed away |
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Why?? |
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No drinks make me think. |
Why??
The complete opposite of you is what I strive to be.
Instead I turn identical and unable to break free.
Blinded by the concentration by my own actions.
Constantly searching for that feeling of satisfaction.
As I'm entangled by the web that I've spun,
I find myself second guessing, always attempting to run.
Question is: Should I sit back and accept my fate
and turn into the one person that I hate?
Or am I just over reacting on what I percieve?
Is this difference from you that important to achieve?
This question is continuosly on my mind.
And still no answer I'm able to find.
Instead I turn identical and unable to break free.
Blinded by the concentration by my own actions.
Constantly searching for that feeling of satisfaction.
As I'm entangled by the web that I've spun,
I find myself second guessing, always attempting to run.
Question is: Should I sit back and accept my fate
and turn into the one person that I hate?
Or am I just over reacting on what I percieve?
Is this difference from you that important to achieve?
This question is continuosly on my mind.
And still no answer I'm able to find.


