Deep down inside of me I wonder
how many time have I been here
not speaking out, afraid of being an outcast
afraid of stupidity. But I realize
I am stupid, thats what makes me special
I am mental, I am disturbed, yet I am understanding
I am capable of loving, but sometime I feel to cold
I feel my heart freezing and nothing comes in.
I am capable of loving, sometimes.
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