I'm sorry
dear girl
I know it's hard to remember sometimes
those days you should be shining
you lie in bed and hate most times
you're laid in that bed crying
I still regret those days
just hear my silent plea
I hate to see you this way
but really I just hate me
you could be so much happier
you maybe could be pleased
but instead you're stuck here listening
and all I have are tears
I should have fought to push them down
you shouldn't have to see
you're worth so much more
than the other half of me
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