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Why I Cry
Sitting here, in this cold, dark room
Holding back the tears
Tears of sadness and tears of anger
Sad at what I see
Angry at the world by which does it
People see, yet pretend they don't
Pretend they don't see when one's in need
In need of comfort in need of something
No one knows what they need but no one cares
No one cares what happens to another
Everyone's selfish indeed
I admit, I too, am selfish at times
I feel for those whom have loved and lost
I feel for those whom have done nothing wrong
This world is sick and full of sh*t
I wish it would all end I know it won't
I could end it for myself and have no worry at all
But I'm so selfless
I think about those few who care
The few who care who thinks everythings fine
Nothings perfect; therefor, everything is
But what is perfect
In a world of murder and rape and child abuse
Nothing's perfect, so everything is
I see and understand
I'm too old for my age
I shouldn't see the things my eyes look at
I shouldn't hear the things my ears listen to
I shouldn't feel the things my body touches
I shouldn't taste the salty tears
The salty tears that flow my cheeks when I go to sleep
I shouldn't go through a lot of things
But I do
I want it to end where everything dissapears
I'm too weak to do it myself
So here I sit in this dark, cold room, just wishing
Wishing that someone in this foul, cruel world
Would just end it all for me
Why
Why must horrible things happen to the one's who don't want it
But it avoids the ones who are desperate for it
I cry for not myself
But I cry for those who come in a later time
The ones who get beaten by their mothers and fathers
The ones who get shot on the block
For walking home just an hour too late
The ones who are raped and forced into abortion
The ones who fall in love and end up dropped like a ton
I cry for everyone who does not see
Everyone who is blinded by selfishness
And anything else imaginable
I cry for those who are just like meWww@QuestionHome@Com