I want to be needed
I want to be loved
I want to be heard
I want to be hated
I want to be real
I want to be here
I want to be free
I want to be emotional
I want to be able to feel
I want to cry
I want to yell
I want to let it go
I want to just run away
I want to hide
I just want to stop my breath
But we all know
How it is to want
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