You

In hurt and fear my mind is caught
Up the volume to drown my thought
Though the sound burn my ears
It’s not enough to hide my tears

Your words can hurt like a knife
Your words make up my simple life
Was all I said lost in vain?
Are my actions consumed by pain?

Constant reminder of my mistake
This futile game which I partake
Can’t you let my errors go?
Maybe then you’ll start to know

History itself does not repeat
Our future now is not concrete
But the present is something I know
I’d love you if you’d let me show

I hope this feeling does not last
I hope someday you will contrast
You’re different and you know it too
I plan to see this one through

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