Cracked trapped, factured to bits
Anymore I think I’m over it.
Just leave me alone and let me be
Why can’t it be easy, just let me be free.
Let me be who I’m supposed to be.
Be like this. Not like that
No thanks, I’m different, that’s a fact.
Nothing wrong with it, it’s who I am
It’s part of the grand design, the greater plan.
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