It's supposed to be real
this emotion we always hear about
does it mean i'm not alright
fixed into society's ideality
could i really not belong
i don't want the whole world to know
no matter what they say
i will always have hope
like a farmer who plants
a rich crop by the road
i'll watch over you
because i know you will be to
it's beating so fast
rising up and making me vibrate
like a heart attack
Can you honestly change the world
I know I see you constantly trying
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