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by Rebecca Mar 3, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I know you know whats going on, I know you see the scars, I know you see the hate, And I know you feel the pain. I know you think you know me, but I know you really dont. I know you say you care, but I also know the truth. I know if you really cared you would have said something by now, just like you did to him. I know you said something to him because you cared and didnt want him to get hurt. And I know I'm going to keep doing this until you say something to me, until you show me you really do care.