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Why am I still standing here?
This is not supposed to be happening is it?

What did I want to be when I grew up?

It's not that I pretend not to notice
It's just the way I always chose
The way I live my life may be like a scum for everybody else
When I feel solitary, I would feel better if I put the solitariness down to someone
When I feel lonely, I would feel happier if I think I am better than them

I always want to run away from reality
It is the way I live my life that does not have an exit
Even when I found a short cut I go back to square one
And I repeat it all again and again

Why can I not be apart from here?