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I can't even cry,
I have done it so much.
I hide it, I truly try,
but here I am failing as such.
I am not sure I make you happy,
and that terrifies me inside.
Poetic or sappy,
it pushes me harder to hide.
To hide the fear,
to hide the pain.
But my heart begins to tear,
to the stress, heartbreak, much to my disdain.
How much is self brought?
How much is real?
I pushed back, I fought,
but am I still losing this deal?
All I want is you happy,
and to spend time with you.
Is it I making you feel crappy?
Do you wish this to be through?
I love you.
That will never change.
I hope you still genuinely love me too,
despite this painful exchange.
I have done it so much.
I hide it, I truly try,
but here I am failing as such.
I am not sure I make you happy,
and that terrifies me inside.
Poetic or sappy,
it pushes me harder to hide.
To hide the fear,
to hide the pain.
But my heart begins to tear,
to the stress, heartbreak, much to my disdain.
How much is self brought?
How much is real?
I pushed back, I fought,
but am I still losing this deal?
All I want is you happy,
and to spend time with you.
Is it I making you feel crappy?
Do you wish this to be through?
I love you.
That will never change.
I hope you still genuinely love me too,
despite this painful exchange.
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