My black backpack's stuffed with broken dreams
Twenty bucks should get me through the week
Never said a word of discontentment
Thought it a thousand times but now
I'm leaving home
Here in the shadows
I'm safe, I'm free
I've nowhere else to go
but I cannot stay where
I don't belong
Two months passed by and it's getting cold
I know I'm not lost I'm just alone
But I won't cry, I won't give up,
I can't go back now
Waking up is knowing who you really are
{Exodus - Evanescence}

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