tears flow down my face
and a whisper form my mouth
just sitting at home on my couch
in a gloomy, depressed slouch
people cant see the pain
that is dwelling behind my eyes
they dont want to know
and thats why a little part of me dies
im so worried about my boyfriend
and the trouble hes gottin in
i hope he can come back to school
but the line thats drawn is looking thin
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