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I’m so tired of pleading.

I’m so sick of bleeding.

Why must I always be in pain?

And pour tears like the rain.



Can’t I relive the past?

And be happy at last?

Can’t I just live in dreams?

And nothing be what it seems?



Why must I face the reality of life?

And suffer from the sharp knife?

Why must I regret all I’ve done?

Why has the nightmare begun?



I can’t hold back the bitter tears,

Which are caused by the endless fears.