Pretend

The clock is ticking
Time is passing by
No place where I can fit in
Only living in a lie

Where is the truth?
Is it all gone?
Do I know who I am?
Am I even someone?

I’m not rich
I don’t even have a car
Sometimes being a bitch
But my life is in a war

I can pretend all I want
No one could hurt me
But is it too much to ask
That I just want to be happy?

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