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lunes

I take these pills to make me thin, I dye my hair, and color my skin, I tried everything, to make them see me, But all they see, is someone that’s not me. Even when I’m walking on barb wire, Even when I sat myself on fire, Why do I always feel invisible, invisible. Everyday I try to lock my past, Even though inside I’m such a mess, Why do I always feel invisible, invisible. Here inside, my quiet heart, You cannot hear, my cries for help, I tried everything, to make them see me, But every one, sees what I can’t be. Even when I’m walking on barb wire, Even when I sat myself on fire, Why do I always feel invisible, invisible. Everyday I try to lock my past,,Even though inside I’m such a mess, Why do I always feel invisible, invisible. Sometimes when I’m alone, I pretend that I’m a queen, It’s almost believable. Even when I’m walking on barb wire, Even when I sat myself on fire, Why do I always feel invisible, invisible. Everyday I try to lock my past, Even though inside I’m such a mess, Why do I always feel invisible, invisible. 

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