I'm going
I'll run away
Just can't stand it
I fell the hate and disappointment closing in
I'm squashed, forgotten, pushed aside
Never put first, always cast aside
Don't follow, all you'll bring is misery
I want to be happy, won't you let me?
I don't want a shower of gifts
or anything
I want you, I want love, hugs and kisses too
Won't you say you love me?
Like I have always loved you
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