Unreal
Tears on my face pouring down like the rain
A past that always haunts me like a stubborn stain
Heart tore to pieces in so much pain
Lips on my face that no longer smile
Laughter in my soul not heard in a while
Spirit so beaten it refuses to stand
Future so far I can't grasp in my hand
Things happen in life I don't comprehend
I wish I could write nice sappy poems
Of love and the future, and a house that's a home
Tired of replaying this same sad song
Not being so weak and standing up strong
Then I would be writing of things I don't feel
Then this poem would be something that to me is not real
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