The Old Me - Part Ii
I wish he would die:
There, I’ve said it
Dear God, don’t let me regret it.
I want the old me back
I’ll start changing tomorrow
And end all this sorrow
I once really liked me
And I will once again
He’s simply a coward
The very lowest of men
He does not deserve
My time or attention
He’s just another bad guy
Did I fail to mention?
I’m putting him away once and for all
I cross my heart I will not stall
He’s gone, he’s out there in space
I hope to God I never, ever see his face
I will get the old me back
If it’s the last thing I do!
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