What can I do?


My hands are clutching my hair

I’m trying not to swear

Nothing is working out

I’m going to shout

Everything’s going wrong

I just wanted to belong

Why can’t they understand?

Time is slipping through my hands like sand

What can I possible do

To make it up to you?


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