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Flower seven?

Flower seven?

It's suddenly cold , waiting at the bus station all alone,  
Would feel like a loser, but my emotional side disappeared.
Getting close to someone is now a forbidden zone.  
So many lies and fake smiles...made me feel smeared in dirt.  

Nothing is everlasting, so what's the point of crying?  
A bit more time was the best I've ever had,  
Even if trying to catch their attention was not satisfying.  
We can't change anything now, so what's the point of being mad?  
Can teach them so many things,but they keep running from me.
Never had any expectations, so don't worry...I'm not love deprived.   Jumping through the window.
Never noticed that I hold the door's key.  
Have they ever tried to look up?
Have they ever seen the sky or the light that just arrived?

It's suddenly cold , waiting at the bus station all alone,  
Would feel like a loser, but my emotional side disappeared.
Getting close to someone is now a forbidden zone.  
So many lies and fake smiles...made me feel smeared in dirt.  

I try every time to be a good friend.
Not talk too much about herself and just listen.  
Never judged anyone, 'cause people who care don't make you feel bad.   Never asked to many questions, 'cause you need to stop talking when their eyes glisten.  
I did always the right thing so why now I am kinda sad?
No matter how hard I would try to be cold-hearted...I'm still patiently waiting for a call,  
Too conceited, to say it out loud,but writing on paper helps.  
How could I've ever trusted them if every memory makes me feel  small?!
Was taught of always keep my chin up, but sadly nothing works...

It's suddenly cold , waiting at the bus station all alone,  
Would feel like a loser, but my emotional side disappeared.
Getting close to someone is now a forbidden zone.  
So many lies and fake smiles...made me feel smeared in dirt.        

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