You tell me things that make you feel better
And make me feel despicable
I truely feel like you regret having me
And you the only one know the truth
But when we speak about it
You never denied it
How do you expect
Me to be just like you
That is something
That will never happen because i'm not you
I'm am who I
Make of me
As far as you go
You not in the picture
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