Someday
Someday, someone will know
The things that never show.
The hurt behind the eyes,
The reason for the littlest cries.
Someday someone will see,
What it's like to be me.
They'll understand why I'm gone,
They will know I was once strong.
Someday I will be forgotten,
As my soul will lay rotten.
I'll be gone away,
With nothing more to say....
Copyright © Shanna Meyer | Year Posted 2015
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