Still The Same

Trying hard to remember
Wishing I could forget
Blowing out my candle
Only just after its lit
Staying outside alone
Just because its cold
Being very shy
Hoping I look bold
Knowing I was wrong
Acting like I'm right
Hating the dark
Then turning off the light
Putting my hand to the fire
Just so I'll get burned
I do it over and over
Even after I've learned





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