Losing...
I wish I could
speak out my mind,
I wish I could
talk freely,
I wish I could
chat to you
and make you understand
what's inside my head.
I wish you could
see me,
the real me,
the only one I am.
I feel like trapped,
like there's no exit.
I'm on a deadend street.
You are,
this is only one way street,
and it's your way.
you and I took
separated detours,
now if we get too close
we'd be like a
two-galaxy collision.
If I wanna win the war,
I must lose this battle.
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