When you're sitting
Feeling alone
And every word of a song
Just tears you apart
And you try to find a song that doesn't hurt
But it doesn't work
Because every song has found its way into you
Just to rip out your heart
Everything brings back the past
Everything brings back the pain
Everything reminds you of it
And there's nothing you can do
To make it better
All you can do is try to scream at them
But no matter what, you bottle it all up
Just waiting for that fateful day when it will all come out
I want to scream
Want to turn into the world
Lash out at everything around me
Because my heart bleeds
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Unsent Letters
Thơ caUnsent Letters. We all have them. They're that one thing that we keep from the world, That one side of us that we never let anyone see, Those few words that we wish we could say These are a collection of poems, written to be letters Just a few more...
