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What is there to do to my life?
What can I change?
How can I change?
Where's the freedom I so desperately need?
The freedom from how my life used to be.
You didn't want me, why do you want to hold on to me?
Just let me go. Let me have my life.

Where is my life?
I am lost.

There's not much left of me,
pieces, and broken,
heart, soul and mind.
Questions going round and round,
trying to find myself.
Where have I gone to?

Where am I?
I'm lost in the dark and cold world
and I can't find freedom.

I want to be whole,
I want to be happy,
can't I find it already?

Just let me go.
You wanted to have your own life.
Let me have it too.
Let me go.