by Rosie Thomas
I can't,
I can't stop crying.
Every day I'm so afraid of dying.
Death already came and got me.
So I'm not living,
I'm not living anyway.
And who am I supposed to be?
Everybody seems to see except for me
Who cares anyway?
Cause when it's over, it's all over,
And what you gained you throw away.
When will love ever find me?
All my life all I have craved is to be seen.
Who cares anyway?
Cause when it's over, all that matters is the love you gave away.
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