●Teddy bear●
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Everyday at night I cry myself to sleep Thinking about my awful stupid day Just searching for a way To forget all the pain Why would someone treat you bad? I mean what did I ever do to deserve that? I hold my teddy bear in my hand Thinking about a way to get out of my mind Tears rolling down my cheek Remembering all the shouting and throwing jokes around Maybe I was that bad Maybe I am the problem not them Not who bullied me and bossed me around I squeezed my teddy bear mad What would happen if I slept and never opened my eyes? Wouldn't that better to everyone alife?
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