Cry baby .
The truth is I do care its just easier to say I dont
even the facade i put up isn't enough
you see right through me and see all my tears
I guess I've been a cry baby for many years .
truthfully I can't help it, I'm just fragile
but to people that's weakness so they belittle
to be a cry baby is a weak state
but they don't understand underneath i break.
so I'll be a cry baby and Ill be weak
atleast you can see me for me.
and that I can break easily
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