Alana D
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Copyright, Alana D
The things you say affect the way I feel,
The way I cope may seem unreal.
I really try to communicate,
But by the time you talk back,
Its way too late.
Ive done it again,
Put myself to shame,
I know its myself that I have to blame.
Please try to understand,
That Im dying inside,
And even though i seem happy
I have alot to hide.
Just help me get through it,
I just need a caring friend,
Please listen and talk and be there when you can.
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