I can't tell you how it feels
to think that you don't care.
I can't tell you how it feels
whenever you're not here.
All the times I've been let down,
and all the times I was scared.
Where were you?
Why couldn't they see?
I've been dying inside,
a little more each time
every time you don't come around.
I'll be let down again.
I've been dying inside,
a little more each time
every time you don't come around,
yes, I'm dying inside.
You kept saying you care
and I wanted to believe it.
Threw myself in your arms,
hoping for that promise.
But you were gone the next day,
three miles to the next town.
Your promise exploded through my heart,
and your words stuck in my head.
Everything we went through,
I'm crying on my bed,
all the times you let me down,
and I just want you here again.
I've been dying inside
I've been dying inside,
a little more each time
every time you don't come around
I'll be let down again.
I've been dying inside,
a little more each time
every time you don't come around
yes, I'm dying inside.
I'd do anything
to feel you in my arms again.
where are you?
Why can't you see?
I've been dying inside,
a little more each time
every time you don't come around,
I'll be let down again.
I've been dying inside,
a little more each time
every time you don't come around
yes, I'm dying inside.
I've been dying inside,
a little more each time
every time you don't come around
I'll be let down again.
I've been dying inside,
a little more each time
every time you don't come around,
yes, I'm dying inside.
I'm dying inside
a little more each time
every day you're not in my life.
I'll still love you through it all.
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Seashell in The Sand
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry about my life. The things I go through and the things I witness. Some are happy, some are sad, and some won't make any sense. Sometimes life doesn't either.
