im on the edge and falling off
and im sick of feeling numb
help me believe its not the real me
maybe we can turn it around
cause its not too late
im standing here alone
feeling so stepped on
it wont belong until im burning on the inside
i just dont care anymore
that it drags me down
things are clear
we will not die
we are one
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I would like to translate this poem