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as i sit on the phone ifeel like to burst into tears ; cause somethings idnt understand &nd idnt think i ever will. somethings idnt get how everyone turns on me&nd its not everyone but i believe soon it will be ; cause what reason do people have to stay.? idnt kno how im suppose to feel ; should I cry should I fight .? for what don't ask everything is scattered in my mind sometimes igo by happy as can bee &nd then i sit by myself &nd then i think ;Nia where do yu go from here .? do yu qo left or right .? do istop in the place I'm standing or do igo forward. maybe backwards if only that was possiblee` boy i wish if that's was possiblee what would ieven change.? cause doesn't everything igo through make a better person.? well doesn't it .? maybe ican see that ; sometimes' idnt know ithink ineed a vacation .! a breather a BREAK.! idnt need this idnt need yu I DON'T NEED ANY OF YU;iqtta qo iqtta get away .! i need too ; ifeel like imma break.! Ima B R E A K into L I T T LE P I E C E S &nd just drift away far into the wind. . . . .