It's just hard to pretend
to be okay when you're not
It's just hard to put an end
to something that's worth your gut
It's just hard to think the cause of the ruins
When you know it can't be turned into a happy ending
It's just hard to dream someday who you can be
Coz there's just little light of hope that you can barely see
It's just hard to be strong when you're really tired
Though I know there's a tough person that's left inside
And the hardest is to keep myself aware Your love truly abides
Can you hear me Lord? It's just too hard. :'[
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Jesusy's Diary: The Rising Poetess
ŞiirIt all started with a red diary my mom had bought me. 16 year-old Jesusy is naive yet sincere; confused yet loves the truth; fragile and oversensitive, yet loving and thoughtful. Dive into my 16-year old heart nearly turning 17 as you read "Jesusy's...