I sit and watch my tears
Fall upon my bosom.
There's no one who would
Understand why I feel this way.
My emotions are often stifled,
And my pain can never be compared.
Where can I find words to express
The very core of my fears?
Is there one who can tell me
What's the meaning of love
If you cannot share it
With the one you truly desire?
I somehow need to get free
From this hold you have on me;
But how can I do this,
When you affect the very fibre of my being?
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