I get it, you have it worse,
I get it, you're in pain,
I get it, I don't matter,
Not to you, anyway.
So when you call my name,
I shall fast come running,
Leave myself behind,
Even as I'm losing time.
Again and again,
Your hero with no end,
Until I cut the line,
And took back what is mine.
Until I cried alone for hours,
Feeling sorry for your soul,
Until I gave up mine,
Searching for a cure.
No cure was found.
No life was lost.
But who needs that,
What I've got this?
A girl who sees me,
As more than just support,
And with her I've learned,
That all you need,
Is to learn to fall,
And not lean on me.
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