You Don't Know

by Heather   Aug 12, 2005


It's not fair the life I live
It's not fair the blood I give

For every tear I've ever shed
or every drop I've ever bled

Has been a waste of time
But it doesn't matter cuz it was mine

Every cut gets closer to the vain
I hide the pain with a crimson stain

I'm beyond dead inside
yet my depression i must hide

I know that you don't care
You can't say you've been there

Your not like me, you don't know how i feel
When your nothing, and the emptiness is Real

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