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“You’re an outgoing person, I’m a reclusive person
You’re friendly, I prefer to be alone
You love to party, I’d love to stay at home
You smoke, you drink, I’d just eat and eat
You party with friends until wasted when your happy
I eat with friends and stay till dawn at cafe when happy
You come home late and wasted
I spend quality time with Family at home
We’re different but we accord

But I have emotional distress when it comes to vices
You told me that you’ll stop gradually but it didn’t happen
I don’t like the smell of cigarette and alcohol
I don’t like anything about vices and you know that
But despite you knowing that you didn’t care
You didn’t care about my feelings

And I have this feeling that burdening me
At first I just set it aside, but it made a hole in my heart
And the hole is getting bigger and bigger, that it made me not happy anymore
I felt like, I am not myself anymore, I must change for the better but I change for the worst
And this is not me. I am not myself anymore. I feel worst.”
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