Alone

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Why is it
that I'm always there
for you? But when
I need you most
you're a thousand miles
away.


You pour out your heart
to me. I advise you
step by step.
But when it is I who
is hurting,
all you say is an apology.


When will it be
my turn
to not be okay?
I have a brave face and smile
plastered across my
cheeks
but it doesn't mean a thing.


My heart hurts but it
doesn't matter,
because I guess
yours is hurting
more.

 
 

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