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I don't know if I can take it,
I cant do this anymore.
Every time i stand myself up,
I crumble again to the floor.

I know the things they think,
I understand their opinions of me.
They shut me out day by day,
And they think that I don't see.

I'm surrounded everyday,
By people that don't like the way i am.
They push me down and trip me,
Then pretend to help me stand.