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Why is it so hard?

1.
Why u makin' me do this? You know i hate this. You know it hurts me. You know deep down that i wanna stop. You know it's time ; you know that i've had enough. So why, so how. let me ask you this. So why, so how, do you still make me do this? If it's 'cuz people say i should continue,
then obviously u know nothing about anything.......
Chorus: WHY is it so hard? to tell you it's not ok? to tell you that this is not me, for you to realize this? ALL I ASK IS WHY, WHY, WHY.......why is it so hard? i could go on forever, but i 'm afraid you wouldn't listen, but i just gotta get it out. i do this all the time, but somehow you never hear me.
i totally wish you could thou, cuz then u MIGHT know something.....about me..
2.
See i don't know how to tell you'that its not the freaky me anymore. Ya it was cool about 3 years ago, but now it's really getting dumb. Yes dumb, i tell you, stupid, i tell you, lame, i tell you, and soo much, soo much, soo-so more. I used to like when i was a kid, but now just useless time is spent...no more free time, no more computer time, no more friends time, no more time..at all....
Chorus: WHY is it so hard? to tell you it's not ok? to tell you that this is not me, for you to realize this? ALL I ASK IS WHY, WHY, WHY.......why is it so hard? i could go on forever, but i 'm afraid you wouldn't care, but i just gotta get it out. i say this all the time, but somehow you never hear me.
i totally wish you could thou, cuz then u might see something.....about me..
3. U know wht this is doin to me? do you really want to know..? well i'm going to tell you anyway, because u need this in ur head : its killin my free time, its killin my body, the feeling of having to do it is like a cloud that wants to rain on me constantly, and i don't want that, i don't need that...oh no...this is not for me....whenever i get a chancee to relax, it always intreferes with my relaxation time alone, whre i have to stop doing whatever, and go attend to this nasty nasty job....
Chorus: WHY is it so hard 4 YOU 2 SEE? why can't you just let me be? you need to know this is not me; how long is it going to take for you to realize this? ALL I ASK IS WHY-WHY-WHY-WHY.........why is it so hard? i could go on forever, but i 'm afraid you'd leave the room. BUT I GOTTTA GET THIS...OUT! i bust like hell all the time, but somehow you never see me like that.
i totally wish you could thou, cuz then u MIGHT know something.....of what's goin' on with........me....yeah....
Chorus: WHY is it so hard? to tell you it's not ok? to tell you that this is not me, for you to realize this? ALL I ASK IS WHY, WHY, WHY.......why is it so hard? i could go on forever, but i 'm afraid you wouldn't listen, but i just gotta get it out. i do this all the time, but somehow you never hear me.
i totally wish you could thou, cuz then u MIGHT know something.....about me..
ohhh....ohhh...ohh....NO THIS HAS TO END; I CAN'T LIVE LIKE THIS ANY LONGer..
so pleaze....help me by letting me stop this horrible thing- i need my life back...




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