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Friday, April 1, 2011Y

Got a draft in another song i'm writing.
Here goes.


When you're crying out and you feel so alone,
when no one's there, no one to call you up on the phone,
everyone's gone, they've got their own story to write,
and your emotions are breaking out, it's a feeling you can't fight.

You think back at the times that you would sit and laugh along,
with your friends, in a place you once called home,
but now that home is gone, and all their hearts turn to stone,
now they don't look like the friends you had once before.

you used to get affected on every statement they make,
every word of criticism you put your life at stake,
you cry everytime they leave you or put you aside,
but you gotta learn to deal with it, cus it's just life.


8:00 PM Photobucket