Sickening the pain
Is it all my Fault
I really dont know
To feel lonely in a crowd
is so cliche
Comforting my self with reruns
Lethargy sets in
Forcing myself to move
is such a chore
I was told to live
even if she's not here
I was told to thrive
Even if im not there
I was told to grow up
I never will
I wanted to cry
tear ducts are not working
Too many macho moments
have built up a wall
I miss her....
