It'll Be Over Soon
i'm not upset i'm not upset i'm not upset
i'mnotupseti'mnotupseti'mnotupset
i'mnotcrying
i'mokay
i'll be alive tomorrow
and life will move on
and what i'm left out of
and what i don't get
won't matter next week
or next month or next year
and when my tears dry
i mean i have no tears
but soon life will be better
and the heavy weights i feel now
will be lifted
just a few more steps
a few more hours
a few more days
soon it will be gone
and relief will be here
like lemonade on a hot summer's day
but the heat is beating down so hard
and my sunburns won't heal
and the tattoo on my wrist is fading
fading fast
and i think i may be fading with it
don't take me yet
i'm almost done
just a few more minutes
a few more hours
a few more days
i'll be done soon
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