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Music is always on your mind
In every cell in your body
You need it to survive
Whithout it we are nothing
It is used for every occasion
With its beat our souls bind
It moves through us all
You've always been someone else's shadow,
You've always been a shoulder to cry on.
Its time to shine with your own light,
Time to actually live your life.
I used to think about it everyday:
suicide.
Literally everyday.
What I would think about
is
who would care,
how would i do it,
In society people pin themselves in categories
Ones that they aspire to be apart of
Ones they are apart of
And ones that they want people to think they're apart of
This causes shame
