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*** I sit and wait for you to be there Sometimes I wonder if you even care I sit and cry, waiting for the end All you do is sit there and pretend That I am not there And the depression isn’t real You lie to yourself You lie to me As I sit in the corner and weep and weep It is too hard to swallow, to hard to breath The mask is coming undone Reveling the pain, reveling the sorrow I sit and yell, I feel so alone You yell and you scream I feel like a pathetic waste Lost in a sea of lies I feel like this depression will never die Can somebody help? Will anybody help me escape? I am begging now just for an out I scream your name But you are not there Finally I realize, you don’t care

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 9/8/2015 8:21:00 AM
Some people have no shame! You are one of those people.
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Robert Lindley
Date: 9/13/2015 10:22:00 PM
Such as she have no shame. THEY STEAL OTHER PEOPLES POEMS .

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