Questions

by jaki   Aug 15, 2005


So this is what it turned out to be
A life you once promised would be ok
A life once claimed to be fixable
But how could you know
When you didn’t know the truth

The silent tears cried
The crimson blood running
The pain still aching
The lies still stinging
And the smile still faked

So tell me now
Will everything still be ok
Is everything still fixable
Does the truth hurt as much as it’s meant to
And is this life worth living?

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