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Care Too Much

I've been told I bottle everything up and don't share enough I've made myself numb and stopped trying to repair my cuts World on my shoulders, but I still smile and try to help others I've always put myself last, maybe I care too much Can I be honest and say I'm not sure where my head is I'm breaking down and crying in front of a girl I'm meant to be going to bed with as soon as she leaves, she'll never come back because I'm a mess She'll take it wrong when I say I need a hug more than I need sex Love changes us, but should it? It seems we give our love and time to everyone except the one we're in love with We ignore those who love us and we couldn't give a damn Yet we chase after those who wouldn't lend a hand I'm careful about what I get my heart into I'm still not over what my hearts been through Some memories stay with us, no matter how hard we try to forget I need to stop holding on to people who have left I Let go of the love I was gave, held on to the love I never received Got addicted to heartbreak, felt comfortable with pain Cupid shoots his arrow but usually hits the wrong target I pretend I don't miss her, but get a rush of feelings anytime I hear her name I don't have it in me to be strong all the time I wish I wasn't Bipolar, I know there's things wrong in my mind They bullied and wouldn't lend a hand to support him my victory came out of nowhere like an RKO from Randy Orton I've been told I bottle everything up and don't share enough I've made myself numb and stopped trying to repair my cuts World on my shoulders, but I still smile and try to help others I've always put myself last, maybe I care too much

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