Keep on trying all I can
The wall in front is high
I bang my fists in anger hurt
Look up in fury cry
She cannot see the pain I feel
Cos she is not with me
Instead she think's that all's ok
The way it's supposed to be
I keep on banging bleeding fist
But no-one sees or hears
I crumple down a heap of loss
Inside my head are fears
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