Why are you my friend?
Is it cuz of the money I lend?
Is it cuz I let you call me honey?
Or is it all about the money?
I have so many feelings I just can’t let you see
This pain that has always been inside of me
The joy that scares me half to death
The anger that put me on the wrong path
The loneliness I feel every day
The sadness I show in every way
I hope one day I’ll be happy and not have this suspicion
But until then I guess I’ll have to live with this depression
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