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Looking Back
Sometimes when I look back
At who you used to be,
I smile with my sentiment
'Cause you were good to me.
But now, 7 from then
At ages 12 and 13,
I remember everything
The times when you were mean.
You've become insensitive
And so full of yourself...
Worried how my sadness reflects on you,
But not me or anyone else.
I honestly don't think it's fair
To kick me when I'm down
You turn away in frustration
When my sadness is around.
Maybe you should open your eyes
See how you've messed with my head
Maybe you would realize it
If I was f u c k i n g d e a d.
At who you used to be,
I smile with my sentiment
'Cause you were good to me.
But now, 7 from then
At ages 12 and 13,
I remember everything
The times when you were mean.
You've become insensitive
And so full of yourself...
Worried how my sadness reflects on you,
But not me or anyone else.
I honestly don't think it's fair
To kick me when I'm down
You turn away in frustration
When my sadness is around.
Maybe you should open your eyes
See how you've messed with my head
Maybe you would realize it
If I was f u c k i n g d e a d.
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