I don’t know why, maybe because the premenstrual syndrome, or anything that pissed me off, I was crying.
I thought that I do really need someone to talk to.
Someone who listen everything that comes out of my mind.
Someone who does not tell me advices for what I feel.
Someone who says everything will be fine for me.
Someone who says it’s okay to be afraid and scared.
Someone who says I’ll be there for you when you fall down.
Someone who says I won't let you down.
Yeah, someone who give me a hand to hold on to.
Maybe I just need someone.
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