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I'm kinda in between,
The life that I hold.

Kinda crushed in,
But not getting old.

Every day that I see her,
her sparkling eyes that shimmer a lot.

I wish I could marry her,
Not because she's hot.

Still there is my life,
The one I don't understand.

Because it holds everything,
But can't seem to give a hand.

Seeing you makes me feel weird,
With all kinds of emotion.

Still I wish that,
I have some motion.

But everytime I see you,
I wonder what you think 'bout me.

Am I enough,
and what do you see?

A normal guy,
or an angel that fell from the sky... emo