I'm Sorry

TechnoBeatz

I open the door

I'm greeted by your judgmental gaze

I'm glued to the floor

And I don't want to stay

So I run

I'm so sick and tired

So uninspired

I can't be who you want me to be

And I need some help

Can't do this by myself

I just want you to be proud of me

I'm sorry.

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