When You Start Growing
I will tell you life is hard, and laugh right back at you... I will tell you crying makes it uneasy, and smear the tears I will tell you I have met eyes that never smile I will tell you I have met loneliness that doesn't speak at all I will tell you I have sat in the same room where life felt empty I will tell you I have sat looking at someone who just doesn't want to go home I will tell you relationships are hard, and will hold your hands right away I will tell you cold shoulders are greasy but it's the intense warmth that makes you shiver I will tell you I have met people for who love was the only thing until they picked being lonely I will tell you relationship devors decorum like a wolf feasting on fresh carcass I will tell you vultures gather to eat what pains the most, yes the lost ones I will tell you dark is hard, but directions are easier when unseen I will tell you what itches me is constant pain I will tell you how naked I am in reality but no one wants to see
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