Suffering

I don't know what i did to make you oh so mad, i'm sure you do not know your making me so sad. You don't know how my life turned around, as soon as we were friends. You don't know how it was a dream come true, to meet someone i could talk to like you. We'd talk for hours at a time, abou nothing much at all. You don't know what it's like to be someone like me, oh if you.....could only see. My hopes are put up high, and torn down again. My head starts to spin around, and across my face appears a frown. Not that you really care, and i doubt it matters now. If when you asked if i liked you, i would have said, yes......i do.





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