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The Truth
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What I've become since you left April 17th
Close to Midnight-
The truth about me
I know it may be hard to believe
But Im nt as strong as you may think
I cry every night
Even if there nothing rly to cry about
I'll find a way
To cry out all my pain
You say that doesn't mean I'm weak
I say you're wrong
Because you don't understand
How much I drag on
I take luggage w/ me whnevr I leave
It's my only necessity
It's like my oxygen
Except I can't ever put it down
Not even for a second
Or I crumble to the ground
I picked it up so long ago
And have vowed to carry it w/ me
It gets heavier and heavier
I know it will destroy me one wake
But while I'm fighting just to breathe
I know it's what keeps me afloat
What keps me sane through isolation
