teardrops fall
down my face
eye's burning
i don't know why
i am always angry
always scared
maybe that's who i have become
teardrops fall
i try to wipe them away
before you notice
the last thing i want
is a pity hug
those never help at all
teardrops fall
down my face
eye's burning
i don't know why
i am always angry
always scared
maybe that's who i have become
teardrops fall
i try to wipe them away
before you notice
the last thing i want
is a pity hug
those never help at all
I’ve been going to a camp called Crow's Path since third grade.
And even longer before that, but I can’t remember those days.
People have come and gone, yes, that’s true,
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