Cried Myself a River
I cried myself a river... and forgot to build the bridge. With every moment of saddness, somthing has to give. Each time that I'm crying why can't someone see all of the pain that's inside of me. I push people away it's just what I do. But if they could see, if they only knew, the pain that i'm hiding it's starting to come too. seeing all this pain I keep inside, it's making me realize, just how much I hide....
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