Cause I could never call you mine,
cause I could never call myself yours.
And if we were really meant to be,
then time will work its way.
And if it's really meant tobe,
this will work out someday.
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Today was alright, it's just tonight that's not. I don't know why, but I feel I've been disillusioned. Maybe it's paranoia, or the fact that I'm really shagged, but I'm not a nice person to talk to now. Campaigning is taking quite a bit from me. Time with friends, time for myself, time for school work, time for dance. All for the sake of getting in. Please, people, vote for me.

As the anger ebbs away,
I have less and less to say.
As our love disappears,
So do our tears.