Diying Inside, by Ky Moet
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Here I am
Standing in fornt of you crying
I can say that i am fine
Although even a blind man could look in my eyes
and just know that im telling a lie
Im always loosing feelings
saying that im alright
But i cant stop crying
And I cant stop asking why
I want the answers to questions
If u ask me if im ok
I'll tell a lie
tell u im alright
everythings just great
I'll deny the fact that I am crying on the inside but my
pride wont allow me to admit it cuz im fine
But im diying on the outside |
Posted: 2012-11-29 14:38:47 UTC |
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