Counting down ’til lesson ends
Breaking ties with girls called “friends”
Why do i stay when its’s time to go?
I’ll disappear so no one’ll know
“Take my affection”
“Hold my hand”
Sometimes these things shouldn’t be said
When blood stains red
And footsteps pause
What do i do, and what do i not?
I ask myself, “why am i here?”
The answer just slips away
If i were to ask again
I’d watch it disappear
Maybe i should stay this way
It seems that nobody cares
The shy and quiet hides it all
Avoid imaginary stares
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