WHY
You don't know how I feel; you don't know what I've seen.
All I know is I have a dream,
A dream I lost you and can't bring you back.
To your heart is where my love is at.
So I ask myself every night and day,
Does she love me? I don't know what to say.
All I know is I'm hurting inside,
Trying to win this thing called pride.
Fighting off every aspect to make myself look shameful.
Please come take away this hurt; take it away, it's too painful.
So pray for me and keep my thoughts near.
This is the end, so lend me an ear!
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