Crying

She asks me why im crying,
Im crying because im sad,
Im cying because im hurt,
And because im feeling bad.

She asks me why i cry,
And why now not before,
But i have been crying on the inside,
Long before you saw.

Mabee i should end it,
It could be over in a blink of an eye,
No more hurt,
And i wouldnt have to cry.

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