All I’ve Heard is, I Understand.
I want to tell somebody I did real good today,
That I made someone smile and I might have saved a life,
But there is no one.
I want to tell somebody I felt real sad today,
That I wanted to cry and I wanted to bleed.
But these pages are not meant to be disclosed,
And these stories not meant to be told.
Loneliness is a crippling feeling that is my cross to bear,
For fate has never seemed to be my cup of tea,
It is my knife.
-A.A
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