Pain Gets Better.
Feelings inside not being let out,
unable to hold back my tears.
Inside my heart, fills up with doubt
yet still, nobody cares?
The searing anger pent up inside,
burning right through your soul.
Between these two places is where I reside.
Feeling empty, and as black as coal.
Unsure of the feelings I hold,
I push them aside a let my light shine.
Now I am standing, being so bold,
bouncing back hard is a sign.
If coal becomes pure beauty,
I will grow grand over time.
It shall come to pass, I'll find my duty.
And serve my father in heaven above.
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