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The world outside is calm,
I've become the adult,
I always hoped I would be.
The color of money,pleasing,
The pressure of responsibility,light.
I finaly have all the friends,
I could never make before,plus,
A boyfriend,I love and adore.

Yet,something inside is still seething,
Screaming, behind a concrete wall,
I've worked so hard to build.
I cry, silent tears of fear,
For some things never change,
I always end up alone.
So when this wall come crashing,
And all my hard work crumbles before me,
I will remember, that though some things never change,
I do,I will keep building,
Because that part of me, never changes.


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