Everything that hurts
always hurts for a reason
And she couldn't understand
just why
Everything that hurts always
hurts for a reason
And she didn't know just why
she cried
She was feeling blue
She was out of breath
And she was turning everything
into a mess
Cause everything that hurts
always hurts for a reason
And she couldn't understand
just why
She asked herself why did she even
have feelings if they only ever made
her cry
Don't waste precious tears on petty things... be strong... but also don't bottle yourself up. Don't let people get to you... it's not worth it. Focus on things that make you happy and be positive.
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PoetryI lose myself in my words and I lose myself. You'll find pieces of my thoughts here, like shattered crystal. Poems are stories from the heart I suppose but these are hardly poems. They are more things I never said.
