half of the time i'm happy
half of the time i'm not
half of the time i'm empty
half of the time i'm not
some people ask me this
some people ask me that
all of you leave the same
each of you as you came
sometimes i wonder why
sometimes i simply don't
sometimes at night i'll cry
sometimes i simply won't
isn't it funny how 'nobody cares'
when each of us does
behind our cold stares

 
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