
Sometimes I miss people, and then sometimes I miss certain people, I think of past, I think of future, I think of whats present.
Sometimes I ask... what did I do wrong? why aren't I good enough?
Am I giving enough support? am I a nice person? why do some people hate the way I am? why did they leave me?... Most times we'll just never never know.
Sometimes I ask... what did I do wrong? why aren't I good enough?
Am I giving enough support? am I a nice person? why do some people hate the way I am? why did they leave me?... Most times we'll just never never know.
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