Remember the days
With all those colors in your eyes
Painting yourself a world
With a stare at the wall
Would you give your soul
To get those memories back
But then how would you fantasize
With the blank stare of today
Bury your words to cease the pain
In your shivering voice, calling for death
And don't let them see you
'Cause they wouldn't understand
The life you wasted in your dark lone inner self
No, they wouldn't understand
The dreams you once had
The dreams they took away
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