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stress
6 years ago · 0
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open my mouth and I cry like a little girl
almost ready to give up everything I ever dreamed
don't judge a book by its cover cause its more then what seems
deep down inside I hurt so bad I can cry myself to sleep
and tell none like its a secret to keep
my struggles eats my alive while so called love one watch and see
no one ever picked where I lack but always want something from me
my misery doesn't want company I want time alone
moments like this make me bitter but at the same time make me strong
someone told me they loved me and for moments I thought its was real
but it wasn't and I cant change how I feel
that same person looked down on me when reach out for a helping hand
go me think their is no such thing as a helping man
no such thing a helping soul
and under the pressure I began to fold
let go
of tears that could wash away all the joy you have ever known
I remember being a child wishing to wake up and I was grown
now its here I wish that some days I didn't wake up at all
I'm seeming to never get off the ground so you cant catch me when I fall
the only thing that seems care is blank paper so I fill it with emotions
with pain that cut so deep can reach the bottom of the ocean
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