When I'm Gone

April 20, 2011
By Anonymous

I cry for help but you don't hear
Can't you tell I'm not as near?
These are the years you said you'd fear
The drifting years, the drifting years

We grow apart, farther and farther
I'm sorry that I make this harder
But you're not willing to bet either
Make darkness brighter, make it brighter

I am young and you are wise
And you still can't compromise?
You whisper to me many lies
All the lies, the many lies

As time goes on you do not try
And you still can't see me cry?
Or is it just another big lie?
now i know why, I know why

When I give up, will I finally die?
"Not tomorrow," I lie


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