Reflections of August 2015
Am I worth nothing?
It feel so lonely out here
Who am I in their eyes?
Does it guarantee the equality of all time?
How do they treat me well?
Oh, I don't even know anybody
Somehow I tell myself that I'm okay
But it still feel strange
At the time I feel free,
It turns out blue.
I got no clue.
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