Tear

My mind begins to wander
Far into the distance
Then I'm brought back to thought of you
And when I questioned my existence

Now it doesn't make any sense
I begin to wonder why
The things that I caused
Always made me cry

So many stupid things
I always did and said
But I still begin to wonder
If it would be better if I were dead
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Published: 12/13/2010
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