You don’t know me
You don’t know what I’ve heard
What I’ve felt
What I’ve seen
You don’t know what I’ve done
I don’t know what I’ve done
Done.
Done with this perfect little life
Done without all the pitfalls
And the snags
And the tears
You don’t know what I’ve done
And neither do I.
Life used to be easy when I was six
All I’d do was
Play play play
Alone
Or with a friend
And you wouldn’t care what I’d seen
And what I’d felt
And what I’d done
And neither would I
My parents would care
But not my brother
Or my sister
Because
I don’t have any
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