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Sometimes I Give In

Sometimes I give into temptation.
Why do I do what I shouldn't do?
Sometimes it all seems too impossible.
What keeps life from falling through?

Sometimes I don't give and I just take.
Why must I be such a greedy soul?
Sometimes I feel like I'm so unworthy.
Should I be allowed to walk on this world?

There's many wonders that lie untold,
Yet these are the ones that interest me.
You may not get the picture of it, but
In my life I find what all you cannot see.

Sometimes I give into people's pressure.
Why do I lack the power to say no?
Sometimes I feel like I've made no progress.
Why don't I have anything to show?

Sometimes I carry a blanket of loneliness.
Why do I always spend time all alone?
Sometimes I feel like I'm always at fault.
Why is it that I inflict this pain on my own?

There's many wonders that lie untold,
Yet these are the ones that interest me.
You may not get the picture of it, but
In my life I find what all you cannot see.

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