Life is full of little quirks
things that hurt you so,
twisted with its hurts,
terrible ways to go.
Friendships come, friendships go,
these things cause sadness,
no longer wanted,
no longer cared for.
Come back and see me now,
don't you understand?
I am a lonely soul
with no one to hold my hand.
Sadness holds me in its grip,
as you walk away,
losing that which was important
takes me in its grip today.
You told me you would be there
when I needed a friend,
walking away from me
has hurt me like no other can.
Sorry I have disappointed you,
sorry I wasn't good enough,
now I am again alone,
trying to act all tough.






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