You can't comprehend,
You don't understand,
I'll make my amends,
And become a man.
Once comfort level,
Now just tension,
Becoming disheveled,
I wait on pension,
To find relief from life without meaning.
You are gone,
I haven't stopped bleeding.
I wilt away,
My brightness a dull hue,
One thing to change,
Say "I Love You."


 
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