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just different

Pain stains on my pillowcase
Missing what I can’t replace
Confusion written on my face
I’ve lied too long about my mental state
Now my feelings are running wild
Like a sugar rush child
For me it’s too late
I know what time it is
I waited to long to be with company
Out my window I no longer see
My eyes are watery
Sitting in this chair
Where she use to be
Next to me watching TV
Too stubborn to say
Come back to me
I loved you actually
What was wrong with me?
Just staying out of harm’s way
In my shell it’s just too safe
I could just kick myself
I know I play too much
Peek a Boo from behind my mask
Sometimes I act like my brains
In a cast
You see all this talking
Won’t win her back
I’m not a Temptation
It’s not my imagination