Illegal Friend Sees
In a new world that’s not so new,
Just bigger times two,
Too much to gain
Too little loose
She hides what she feels
Taking her time,
To shape a new her
That everyone likes,
Nobody but me
Can see,
All the lies and the hurt that hide underneath.
When will she let go,
Stop caring what they think
Her times almost up
She’s fading away.
She can’t see what I see
Won’t hear what I say
Not understanding that I care
Her days almost here
I know I’ve done my best
Holding her hand
Guiding her steps
Wiping her tears
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