Love, Deaths, and Depressions,
We as human beings only survive through it,
Praying, Hoping, we'll get through it.
You only see the grey clouds in the sky,
Cause you no longer look for the sun.
It gets better.

You feel it,
Can't express it
But it hurts you deep inside.
They say you're confusing and dismiss your feelings,
That feeling you can't explain.
It gets better.

Have you ever felt so much pain,
That you felt nothing anymore,
You have been immune from pain.
But yet you cry,
When you think of the pain,
Emotional,
No,
Emotionless,
There's a thin line.
It gets better.

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