You get your hopes up,
when you wake up...
but when you hear the news your upset,
your down,
giving off a frown...
You tell people why,
and they are all like 'Oh My, so sorry for you'
you reply 'yea thanks, me to..'
but then you start to wonder...
did they mean it?
or are they just sayin'?
Well i guess i'll never know..
becuase the truth may hurt, and well...
it might be the wrong answer i'm looking for...
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