I’m not the same, don’t know know where I went.
I’m not okay, don’t know what happened.
Seasons change, and so do people, but this isn’t the same.
I walk around, trying to find confidence.
I’m not exactly a picture of innocence.
I’m not okay, I’m not the same.
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