Writing in my diary
Right before I go to sleep
Trying to collect my thoughts
Of which are all in disarray
I write down love and hate and
Everything that's in between
Thoughts of incompetence find
Their way to routine secrets
Concealed between the pages
Are the lens through which I see
Everytime that I look back
I wish I acted differently
But when I remember then
There is no other way I see
Following you follow me
Discovering who we will be
I see in you what you see in me
That makes us only the lonely.
I want you to want to know me
I want you to call my name
Wish that you would know
There's more than meets the eye
There's more to find
I want you to start asking questions
I want you to understand
There's so many people around
And once again
I'm getting lonely.
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