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You want to be heard
You want someone near
You want them to know
You want no more fear.

Just someone to listen
And someone to care
They don’t have to talk, they
Just have to be there.

You’re going through hard times
You’ve had a bad day
You shrug it all off
And throw it away.

But that isn’t easy.
Doing that can be rough.
But you’re either a wimp,
Or you’re freakishly tough.

These days won’t be perfect
At least not for me.
And all that you need
Is a way to be free.

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Lyricsofmylife said...
Nov. 4, 2010 at 9:24 am
Aw! That is so sad! :(
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