I know that they mean well
Distracting me all the time
They want me to move on
They want me to turn out fine
I'm happy when around them
I smile right to their face
But just as they turn their backs
My tears give me disgrace
There are time when they will see me
From the corner of their eye
Wishing I was invisible
As I lay down there to cry
They will look at me with pity
These looks, to me, are not new
I shake my head, and say to them
"There is nothing you can do.
"Let me have one last cry
And one more, and one more
I'm not ready to move
Past that Moving On door
You're not going to understand
Not me, myself, nor I
Turn around for a moment
Let me have one last cry."
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written by Erin
on 9/26/2007
@ 10:16 AM
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Not sure I get it. Good though
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Nice to see you on here again. Glad you liked it.
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