Wishing . . . My thoughts turn to a face I once knew, A smile so sweet and eyes so blue. Thinking of his baby face I wouldn't want him to see me in this place. To see the disappointment I don't deserve And thinking these thoughts that are so absurd. The sky is crying And inside I am dying. Wishing on a star is good And sometimes I wish it would Come true, so that you could be Sending your love to me.
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No One Knows.
No one knows the tears I cry.
No one knows the reasons why.
No one knows the fears I hide.
No one knows the dreams that died.
No one knows the me inside.
No one knows the secrets I keep.
No one knows the hours I silently weep.
No one knows the feelings run deep.
No one knows the nights I don’t sleep.
No one knows the me inside.
No one knows the sorrows I feel.
No one knows the thought are so real.
No one knows the voices I hear.
No one knows the things I hold dear.
No one knows the me inside.
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