Why cry over things we can't control
Or won't change ?
Why do we constantly put ourselves
Through these things
Why fight when the force isn't reciprocated
Why argue when the passion isn't stated
Why care when clearly girl he isn't concentrating
On you .
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FOR ALL THE G I R L S...
PoetryThis is for all the girls who hurt and cry , who smile and laugh and everything in between. With a voice without a voice , shy or bold. Blind, deaf and/or both. This is for your hearts and souls. I feel you. I hear you. I see you. This is for all my...
