Glass
Is there any way
That I can convey
The pain and the hurt
That I feel each day?
A slap in the face
A stab in the back
A kiss and a hug
Takes it all back.
Just yell and scream
And tell me I'm wrong
Tell me its been this way
All along.
I can't say this
But you can say that
Tell me that I
Stabbed you in the back.
Watch my soul
Break like glass
Shattering on the floor
Killing me once more.
But now I agree
Nodding my head
I try to smile
But tears flow instead.
Inside my mind
I've truly gone mad
And now I promise
I will no longer be sad.
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