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i'm sitting all alone in my bedroom
burying my head in my knees and all i do is cry

i am five years old and i just saw
a boy skin his knees and all i do is cry

i’m sitting on one of those things in the playground
that spin around, holding on tight

i’m stuck between not being pretty
or drunk enough and all i can do is wonder why

this is by no means good but at least it’s honest
and that’s what matters, right?

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