I dream of a time
when things were good
I dream of a place
where people do what they should
I dream of a time
when you cared
I dream of a place
where people dont do things because theyre scared
I dream of a time
when i wasnt used
I dream of a place
where I am not abused
I dream to run
I dream to hide
But instead I sit here and cry
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