was at work when i wrote this -
kind of about john and just....
kind of about how sad i've been.
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10-06-02
i cry.
daily, i cry
i cry myself to sleep
i cry in the bathroom at work
everyday, I dry.
me and my sorrow
me and my fears
me and my sadness
just me and my tears
i'll sit in bed at night,
pretending someone's there
i pour out all my emotions
into the calm, silent air
i find comfort in being alone,
yet i don't want to be lonely.
too afraid to speak up
about all of the sadness in me
sure, i could write it all down,
try to make some sense out of it all
but it doesn't help one bit,
when i have no one to call
the only thing i have to look forward to -
is me and my tears and the calm, silent air.