Friday

Sick of the pain

Sick of the pain
Hurt from the lies
He won't do it again
He won't hear my cries

Scared of sleeping
Afraid to have the same scary dream
And yet, that's what 'they' think it is
But nothing is as it seems

Watching the time tic slowly by
Remembering each moment
Each little cry
Just make it go away

Keep hearing that stupid laugh
Seeing his bright red hair
Nothing changed since then
No one seems to care

Getting use to the pain
Use to all the lies
He won't do it again
But I wish someone would hear my cries

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