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My life is moving at slow speed
While the world moves so fast
My emotions are tearing my heart apart
While my relationship decrease
My brain is working overtime
While my mind doesn't think
Im sinking into misery until I think of palm
In which my body laid in, I was a slave then
Not open to the reality world
But I cried then, as I cry now
Cause life's not perfect and neither am I
But why? Do we have to try?
To survive, to stay alive, and be worthy in people's eyes
When we all lie and die,
And they say a smile relieves stress...
I'll do my best*
