Chorus From Self Appreciation

I only really matter to me.
I only see what I see.
Nothing will get to close to me.
To cut me down and make me bleed.
Nothing really matters to me.
I'm looking but I just can't see.
Why nothing gets close to me.
Just cuts me down to watch me bleed.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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October 18, 2010 at 6:07 PM
sad thoughts...not everyone gets a good friend in life nor a good spouse.
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