Sometimes
Things are not the same
I may hide them very well
We need to work as a team
Some day I will be the one to tell.
You don't know what’s going on
Because I don't tell you
Next time I will be gone
What should I do?
I have a bad sickness
No one can or will help me
Don’t touch me you'll get this
All everyone does is blame me.
I’m really sorry, I am
Never have I felt this way
No one gives a damn
Hope this day will go away.
I love you I do
You mean the world to me
I love you and
I’m sorry as can be.
Sorry? You may ask
Yes, for the things I never said
I hide under a mask
I should have left instead.
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