Real Concern
Right when I think
Each
And every thought I have is cared about with real
Love by him it's dashed with his thoughtless
Comments.
Over and over it's seems like
Nothing I do is really appreciated.
Can I really take on the
Ever
Reaching task of taking the first step and feeling
Nothing but "lost" in the process?
Copyright © Brandee Augustus | Year Posted 2012
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