I have to break
my promises
Don’t look at me; I can’t explain
My only freedom is my sole blame
Don’t look for me; I won’t be found
Don’t come too close; I am not so sound
Don’t feel for me; I am sure it’s sincere
I am simply scared, that
I won't care
Don't treat me right, not all the time?
I must know myself, left to on own device
Don’t have it heard, not that I can hear
I will try to hide; you know I am still near.
Don’t you realize; I am just not right?
I must feel good; it’s the only choice
Don’t make it simple
complex is fine
It can’t be easy if love is divine.
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