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My pain is never ending,
I feel it grow inside.
Frustration overwhelms me
there's no place left to hide.
My mind is always racing.
These things can't stay the same.
I want to see the difference,
I want to see the change.
I'm standing outside for you to decide,
but I don't want to wait.
And I tried to be strong as we went along,
and you said nothing changed.
So what's left to believe?