Misery
Some days I wonder what we stood for.
You, the voice that spoke instead of me;
I was forced to flee, my feelings sore.
Depressed by how it had been before
The light faded from our youthful eyes
Some days I wondered what we stood for.
Convinced I had to bring forth much more
I became just like you, just a shell.
I was forced to flee, my feelings sore.
We smiled, but shook down at the core
We laughed, but you were never happy
Some days I wonder what we stood for.
You wanted us to be friends--you swore
But failed to see your effects on me
I was forced to flee, my feelings sore.
Each day you asked me for help you tore
A hole in my chest I could not fix
Some days I wonder what we stood for.
I was forced to flee, my feelings sore.