Cruel
Sometimes life is cruel, and hard, and cold
Sometimes I am free, curious and bold
Tonight I will be shy, I am going to keep my distanced
And in this way I will test to see who has the least resistance.
But
Yet again I am the loser as I played with all I had
Just to be told I misread what I felt we shared
So I will be the one to let it go again
Wonder if I will ever be fully whole again.
I am always the one who has to stand to one side
Always the one with feelings I have to hide
The one who is never good enough
And all I ever wanted was to be truly loved...
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