dejected
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my mother acts as if i hung the moon
but she can't help but criticize the way that it droops in the sky
she tells me i am just like her in looks
Attention- should I grab it or let it be?Should I let your soul wander free?I ponder on what would you say-Yeah!
Now that the darkness is gone
You're coming back to me
You kept me in prison
But now you're setting me free