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The Way We Are
A flower your heart lies,
But vines corrupt the rest,
Sweet and smiling you play along,
Choking and dying you sigh inside,
Wishing for your flower to die,
Waiting for something happy,
To pass you by.
Watching such a thing is torture,
Worse is knowing there's no way to help,
Feeling responsible for your mistakes,
I try to help but am in vain,
You are the way you are,
I'm the way I am,
And there is no way we can change.
But vines corrupt the rest,
Sweet and smiling you play along,
Choking and dying you sigh inside,
Wishing for your flower to die,
Waiting for something happy,
To pass you by.
Watching such a thing is torture,
Worse is knowing there's no way to help,
Feeling responsible for your mistakes,
I try to help but am in vain,
You are the way you are,
I'm the way I am,
And there is no way we can change.
Published 12th Nov 2012
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