Pain

When I was just a little girl.

I used to hide all my pain from the world.

Everybody used to always help me,but i would always resist it.

I used to sit outside,make a few sighs,and never show my pride.

I used to watch all the kids outside run and play.

While I'm in the inside wishing I could do the same.

Everyday I pray to God, I'm on my knees begging for the pain to stop.

I hold my head up to the sky, trying so hard not to cry, but i guess......

This is Pain...... This is Pain

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