Unwell
Even my best friend can't tell
That I just don't feel well,
Nothing's right, it's all wrong
Though I try to stay strong,
But all I feel is weak
And sometimes these eyes leak,
Yet even my so-called best friend can't tell
That I'm definitely,
Unwell...
Copyright © Summer Arthur | Year Posted 2013
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