Daily...

And I’m tired of the same old stuff
Happening the same old way
The daily lies
Which are then followed by the daily broken hearts
I’m just so tired
Of my hopes being raised
And crushed down to the ground
Daily….
I just wish that I could look into the mirror
And see someone that I admire
Instead of the monster that I see within
Daily…
I just wish, that I would stop being so tired
I just wish, that my wishes could be fulfilled
Daily…
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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