A part of me wants money wants fame
A part of me wants to die in shame
A part of me wants to be beautiful
A part of me knows that I am so sinful
A part of me wants love
A part of me doubts if that is what I deserve
A part of me wants to beleive in my friends
A part of me says,"Friends never last till the end"
A part of me wants to be the same
A part of me says,"But people change"
A part of me wants to cut the wrist open and bleed to death
A part of me is afraid of what nature shall beget
A part of me wants to fly and feel every rain drop on my skin, A part of me lays rusting under a shed.
Because a part of me wants to live, But the other one is already dead ...
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