From monotony and pattern
I am from the same
I am from the same
The happy family
Whose long gone limbs I remember
As if they were my own
I'm from Grandma and Grandpa
From Night and Day
I'm from sister and brother
And from love
I'm from sit down and shut up
And open your books
I'm from no friends
Broken promises and no dreams
From deal with it and
Taking it day by day
From coming back
Without a smile
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