I always think that I'm a happy person,
but now I realize that I'm not,
not at all,
so, for the last 25 years,
I didn't see the truth,
the world is so ugly and so real,
that I just can't fit into it,
I always lived in a ballon,
flying like a happy bubble,
now, my dreams, my desires and my everything,
gone, they left,
and now, I'm here, lonely......
whatever,
sad, black and sorrow,
that's me.
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