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2006 (π”₯𝔒𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔰π”₯ π”₯π”’π”žπ”³π”’π”« 𝔯𝔒π”ͺ𝔦𝔡)

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----------------------- 𝕰𝖑𝖑𝖆 Β© 2025 @π–Šπ–™π–π–Šπ–—π–Šπ–†π–‘_π–ˆπ–π–†π–”π–˜π–ˆπ–”π–—π–Š ------------------------ [verse- 1]: Dear Diary, I'm scared to lose anyone else I've been trying to hide it, but I feel like hell My body is aching, shaking My heart is racing I can't calm down I don't know how It hurts, everything Nothing feels good Like normal stuff should Was it because I was born too early? I'm half baked as mom would say Is this why my emotions keep swirling? For no reason, I'm anxious and afraid [chorus]: Two-thousand and six Why was I born like this? Twenty seven weeks did All of this They stare at my two-colored skin I never show my scarred stomach I was told to be a miracle But why do I feel miserable? [verse- 2]: I feel bad when people feel bad for me I feel like I'm wasting their time and energy Saying it like it's all "woe is me" But I'm a people pleaser and an I N F P I'm so used to being tense That I don't even realize it Until I'm told to "calm the heck down" And then I'm crying My mind's undone as the thoughts get loud Now I'm just emotional Don't know how to control it Listen to The Others Then break down till I'm broken [chorus]: Two-thousand and six Why was I born like this? Twenty seven weeks did All of this They stare at my two-colored skin I never show my scarred stomach I was told to be a miracle But why do I feel miserable? [bridge]: Black hair, brown eyes Depressing lines I don't know why I want to cry I had dreams then the world moved on This is all I have, every personified song I have so much hate, fear, and shame It's gonna come back to bite me one day I get paranoid about the real world This lost poetry was by a broken girl... [chorus]: Two-thousand and six Why was I born like this? Twenty seven weeks did All of this They stare at my two-colored skin I never show my scarred stomach I was told to be a miracle But why do I feel miserable? [outro]: Two-thousand and six My dreams get nostalgic Kinda makes me sick Cause they just won't quit I should be grateful I am, and I'm sorry There's just a lot that I'm feeling It's every part of me This is by yours truly