how am I supposed to believe
you love me when you don't
even care every time I'm alone
you're not there times are hard
life is too short to be sitting around
nursing a broken heart it's hard being
torn apart by your blood your kin
your through thick and thin and it's
hard to forget I remember when
the therapist handed me a pen & pad
told me to write my feelings down
when I'm feeling sad stayed closed
up in my room shoebox by my side
green stuff inside the only thing I
could relate to without saying I hate you
knowing all along those feelings
were not true I use to wish I was dead
so I could come back and haunt you
when you read the stuff I write know
you must feel something inside
that's me killing you softly with the
poems I write no stitchin so I can't
tell it all I wander the hall can't close
my eyes so let my dreads fall
I know you've changed but for me
it's too late to feel those feelings
been feeling this way for so long
even when I let go it still hangs on
The Immortal Wize
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