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tired of the hurt, driving me insane

Im tired of the hurt
Im tired of the lies
Im tired of constantly being
The person I despise

Beneath all the pain
Before and after the tears
Theres nothing but an emptiness
A broken person, and fears

Not knowing how to cope
Not knowing how to deal
Not knowing the extent of things
Not knowing if and when ill heal

Failing every attempt
To find a productive way to express
All of these emotions I undergo daily
And everything else that results in stress

I try and try to rhyme you see
But even with my poetry
Still no one seems to grasp
all that troubles the depths of me



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