I am a question to the world
Not an answer to be heard
Or a moment
That's held in your arms
And I want a moment to be real
Wanna touch things I don't feel
Wanna hold on and feel I belong
And how can the world want me to change?
They're the ones that stay the same
They don't know me
Cause I'm not here
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