kaila arnold duncan - why?

y? does he do this why does
he think i lie he acts as if i betrayed
him one to meny times but i did not lie
i have nothing i wish to hide so what if ive cried not yet
once that i have denide,

behind every smile i softly cry, behind every touch theres a sense
of unrealty, he looks in my eyes as tears sit behind waiting to
be relesed, he makes me
want to cry and weep so i sit here alone on my
knees hopeing he will notice me,

i change my face to amke him look i chang emy clothes
to fit his style i cut my rist so i dont feel the pain that he makes me feel each and everyday, at nite i pray
that he will never leave and although he sez he loves me how do i
know hes forreal? i am cold, lonley and want to cry but i will not let
go and loose my pride

so ill put my head high and walk in the room with a fake smile, all i have to say is great another lie i have to live.

kaila arnold duncan

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