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These Days
January 28, 2011
These days I walk with my heart ripped open
You wonder why I don't talk;cause deep inside I'm hoping
That someone will come along and see the pain I'm feeling
It's my happiness you're stealing
I have no hope because you took it from me
I wish I had someone that'll listen to me
I don't want sypathy, or for someone to feel pain for me
I only want their understanding
My feelings are being jerked around like a puppet
You expect me to be happy, well think nothing of it
When you're happy, I'm glad
When you're mad I'm sad
That's how I feel these days
© Thomas W., Scituate, MA
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