Am I hiding it well?
or are they just seeing right through it?
want to be heard, not to be
want to be console, not to be
want to be loved, not to be
What I want...you can't give it to me
yet I still stuck by you, living each and every day of my priceless life with you...
cause I know you love me...but you don't know how to show it anymore
I feel
I feel
Does it cost a lot to be loved?
A great hindrance to space
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