What have I done to find myself alone?
My heart has never been a stone
I've always tried to do my best
But something cold has gripped my chest.
Don't think of me as of your friend
You know it well that we aren't meant
To be them and we both can't stand
Someone to do some silly things in order to offend
And don't consider me to be with you
I'm not that sensitive to fall in love with you
Just keep it in your mind and then
You'd understand my nature in the end.
13 October 2004
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