I get easily hurt,
And that's so hard,
But shrugging it off,
Well, i've got it down to a fine art.
That doesn't mean I'm still burning inside,
I just won't let it show,
I'll cast hate aside.
It's a tiring life,
Trying to remain strong,
Those unpleasant moments,
Just linger on,
But i'll remain true to the words that you said,
Hold on with a fight,
Try to keep a clear head.
Jayne Louise Davies
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