Sorrow

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it's hard not to speak

when you have so many questions

when you have so many voices

saying you're worthless

it's hard to breathe

when your heart's beating too fast for that

the days all blend together

into a dead wasteland

it's hard to live

when your mind's set on sorrow

and you can't change it

so you accept what you get

it's hard to dream

when it's obvious that nothing will

come true

and that it's going to rain forever

Author's Note:

Yes, that is indeed lowercase. It's the only way to express what I'm feeling.

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