00:50 - Altered Ego
Do you think of me?
I have to know.
Because what's the point,
If you just don't,
Of chasing you,
If all you see
Is naive, child,
Still sixteen?
Do you look at me,
Like I do you,
And watch me shine
Through tears anew?
I think you might,
But then again,
What would I know
If just a friend?
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