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Fade



I try to breathe
Memories overtaking me
I try to face them but
The thought is too much to conceive

I only know that I can change
Everything else just stays the same
So now I step out of the darkness
That my life became 'cause...

I just needed someone to talk to 
You were just too busy with yourself
You were never there for me to express how I felt
I just stuffed it down
Now I'm older and I feel like
I could let some of this anger fade
But it seems the surface I am scratching
Is the bed that I have made

So where were you
When all this I was going through?
You never took the time to ask me 
Just what you could do
But I never meant to fade away
I never meant to fade

I try to breathe



Hushgirl currently listening to : Staind - Fade (2001)

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