Misery sucks the life out of me
One day the sun shines brightly
The next three it rains immense drops of gloom
The story of my life
As those aquainted with me could render true
I can transform this story
I can
...but...
There's too many people involved
Too many people that could potentially be crushed
And why?
To save me...and only my happiness
Selfish of me to think of only me
Or selfish to let this pain stay
When I hurt...do they?
Dayna L
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