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Another poem, 'cuz I'm bored...

When you see that girl with a happy smile
sitting on a swing on a one tree hill
do you laugh and hurt her?
Or do you comfort her and make her feel alive?

I guess not
I guess it's too late
I hope you'll leave me alone
I don't want to see your face

I guess it's wrong
to hurt someone so bad;
to leave them broken,
angry, hurting and mad

I guess it's just too late

You can't break down what you once did
nothing you can do now,
nothing that's simple anymore
Why'd you do that?

The girl is sitting alone
waiting for someone
to turn her around
and smile at her, and mean it.

But no, she waits
day after day
waiting for a miracle
snow, rain, thunder, it doesn't matter

Nothing can really compare to the pain she's feeling
that broken hole stuck in her heart
that always hurts
all the time

I guess it's just too late
I know you'd care now;
to see someone crying
is it that funny to you?

The only reason I'm crying
the only reason I've broken loose
was I'm sick of you treating me this way
I'm sick of pain and bruise

I guess it's just too late
I guess I'm going to have to cry
but I still site here on this lonely swing

Day after day
I sit here and cry
because no one cares
no one turns around and smiles at me

No one can really comfort a broken heart
Only that one who let the pain up
God, what did I do?
What did I do wrong;

That made it so I needed to hurt inside
to bleed everyday
And yes, I smile
but that doesn't mean I mean it

I may laugh, I may comfort
but the only thing I really want
is someone to comfort me
To make me feel better
and dry up my thousand tears