I get up every morning, waiting for a new beginning.
Look myself in the mirror, close your eyes, take a deep breath, preparing myself mentally for another day.
One more day to fake a smile at you while, screaming inside, one more day, I'll hurt you, cry without anyone seeing or hearing.
I open my eyes in the final and gain the courage to take anymore crap.
as p+alavras parece k te saem sempre da alma, pelo menos para mim fazem sentido e dizem mais do que muitos podem pensar!
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