What is real?

by ~!~ Amanda Kay ~!~   Oct 27, 2005


Sing my soul to sleep,
You are the angel of my dreams.
No longer will I have to weep
It is not as bad as it seems.

My tears will be no longer shed,
As my heart now feels free to run wild,
The soul in my heart is no longer dead,
You have just brought back my smile.

You were there through all my hurt,
You were there through all my pain.
You always seemed to treat me like dirt
But, I wasn't always going this insane.

Why don't you talk to me anymore
Say what you feel inside of your heart.
It seems to even say anything for you is a chore,
What you say is sweet, but tart.

Why do things have to be so difficult?
Why can't things be the same?
Our friendship is broken as the result,
And on you I put the blame.

Is there any way to regain what we lost?
I guess I will just wait for you
The lines of our friendship remain uncrossed.
Until you realize what you feel for me is real and true.

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