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You wanted to get to me

And you did

You got me good

I had now where to turn

so alone I stood

I always did the best

I did the best I could

I couldn’t do anything else

Without showing what I’d felt

I wanted to escape but had no where to run

I couldn’t let go with out just coming undone

It kills me to know that your just a phone call away

It kills me so bad I could dial your number but still wouldn’t know what to say

What would you do If I just gave up

Would you feel my pain knowing that I wasn’t so tough

Or would you simply hold up your head

Full of pride?

I know it would have to affect you

It would burn you inside

But I don’t want to give up

And I don’t want to hurt you like that

In ways I wish could

but my heart wouldn’t be able to see you cry

My heart wouldn’t be able to hurt you

I want to see you happy

I want to see you fly.

Even though sometimes I’m miserable to a point I can’t deny

I’d never want to make you feel what I feel inside.

At times when we shared our dreams

I wasn’t joking

It was genuine every word spoken.

I guess sincerity’s not what you heard

But I remember I remember every word.

So here I stand my two feet on the ground

Curious as to why your no longer around

Screaming and crying without making a sound

I wish I could run out and cry in the middle of the street

I would get on my knees and drop to my feet

But I know it still wouldn’t do me any good

I had no where to turn so alone I stood.