Will you tell me that I am pretty?
That everything will be okay?
My life is just hitting the bumps?
Do you really give a shit?
Is that tears running from my eyes?
Is this the pain I compromise?
Will you take my life for me?
Will pills make me see?
Is this how I should be?
Why are my tears running from my eyes?
1 comment:
I like the way this one flows. Good job.
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