May 4, 2011
By Ungame BRONZE, Marthasville, Missouri
Ungame BRONZE, Marthasville, Missouri
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I sit and wonder all alone,
Will I ever get out of this hole?
It seems like the days go by,
And once again, I’m left to cry.
I often feel like my life is a lie.
And sometimes I wish I would die.

The pain would stop.
And I wouldn’t have to just cope.
Nothing but a joke.

You say that you love and that you care.
But I’m afraid the feelings are not real.

How can you love me,
How can you care
When you have someone standing right there?

You’re not alone to deal each day
You are loved by someone in every way.
And you love someone in every way.

You’re not mine,
You never will be.
So I’m just left to deal.

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