Stained With My Tearful Sobs
By Enru
It hurts to cry, Yet cry I must do, Why does it always seem like I cry about you? I give, I give, I give, All the love I have In my hollow frame, Yet all you can talk about, Is how much you want to die. Things aren't that bad for you, Just try and be me, Living with a pain so deep, It aches to see your face, To hold you close, I gave you my heart, And what did you do? Tossed it aside, You've got better things to do. Your not the only pain That I feel you know, With my shitty life I'll be lucky to die by 20. Was what I asked for too much? Or can you not give what I ask? I know you can, It's a simple request, I'll I ever wanted was A little love, nothing more.How frustrating it is, when all I can do is cry. Written March 31st, 2002 © on Mar 30 2002 05:09 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"It hurts to cry,..."