Lost and insecure 
You found me 
Flooded with pain 
It's driving me insane 
My life's ticking like a clock 
Moving like a snail over a stick
I have to stop myself 
I need to think 
The wind is gone
My soul is empty 
I have to stay strong 
Even if I don't belong 
Be happy 
Stay positive 
Be alive 
I will survive 
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