Dear Pain...
Why does it feel this way?
Sometimes I go into a mode were I have nothing to say.
Everytime I feel you I try to turn the other way.
Thinking It'll do me some good, but all it does it put my heart on reply.
Crying and yelling thinking this is a way yo reply.
When all in reality I want happiness.
Which means everything I do wont be nothing less.
so, thankyou pain, thankyou for the stress.
Without you I would'nt strive for the best.
Sometimes it hurt , its like i feel it in my chest.
Dont get ,e wrong, I wont contine to be pressed.
Knowing I can succeed , this is nothing but a test.
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