My heart hurts, it's breaking,
My stomach hurts, it's aching.
My head, I feel is going to explode,
"Maybe for the time being" I supposed.
But I still felt like living was a mistake,
And through the night, I lay awake.
Unable to sleep, but able to cry,
Tossing and turning, waiting to die.
These random tears that start to fall,
These feelings I don't want at all.
Where's the rain, oh, for it I long,
To drop it's droplets like it's a song.
My heart hurts, it's breaking,
My stomach hurts, it's aching.
They all look away, "We know you're faking."
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Poems For The Sad Soul
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