I promised myself that I would no longer cry,
I couldn't keep this promise, I didn't even try.
I'm annoyed with myself, the way I am me,
The tears that blind my eyes, I cannot see.
I don't like the reflection of myself in sight,
If I were given a chance to change myself, I might.
My feelings are getting harder to express,
It's even harder when I'm under so much stress.
Do this and do that, but time doesn't wait,
If I get it done in time, then it's just fate.
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