You don't know the way I feel,
You can't see the pain.
You can't stop the tears I cry,
Any more than you can stop the rain.
You say that you love me,
You say that you care,
You say that you need me,
You "always want me there."
It is true that you wan't me,
And maybe you do care,
But it's not the me inside,
It's me naked and laying bare.
So next time that you say those words,
Don't think I will respond.
I've found out the truth.
I've seen the proof.
And though it hurts me to say,
I now bid you good day.
ferretlover Community Member 
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