i stand here stuck in time
wishing you had hopes like mine.
I didn't know i meant nothing
just the thought makes me cry
even worse if you see my eyes.
How could you?
why you had to leave?
The rocks beside me
represent my broken heart.
and the dirt that lies by me
shows my dry soul.
i worked so hard
you can see it through me
but at the end of the day
i let it get to me.
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