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by The Angel of Secrets Oct 26, 2005 category : Life, society / other
Don't tell me I'm strange, I hate the tone you use, I'm so sick and tired, of you making me so confused. It's time for you to be quite, sit down and listen to me, I have so much to say, but don't you see? I never get the chance, to talk at all, Because you talk to much, you have always done that, I recall. Now I'm tired of being nice, Let me be me. Let me do what I want, for once, don't argue, but agree. I have finally realized, the world dont know what what's. I'm the onw who's normal, And the world has gone nuts.