Day after day,
Night after night,
I am struggling more,
I can't see the light.
It's a funny little thing,
The thing stuck in my mind.
How could I ever think,
That there was a love I could find.
I wonder sometimes,
What others would say.
They would see the scars,
And they would walk away.
Every single day,
It gets darker.
The darkness leaves a mark,
Just like a marker.
Day after day,
Night after night,
I am struggling more,
I can't see the light.
Apr 30, 2021
Apr 30, 2021 at 1:12 PM UTC
Day after day,
Night after night,
I am struggling more,
I can't see the light.
It's a funny little thing,
The thing stuck in my mind.
How could I ever think,
That there was a love I could find.
I wonder sometimes,
What others would say.
They would see the scars,
And they would walk away.
Every single day,
It gets darker.
The darkness leaves a mark,
Just like a marker.
Day after day,
Night after night,
I am struggling more,
I can't see the light.
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