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I Was Hurt

I was hurt, though I lost no blood
I was hurt, but no scar can be found
I was hurt, my crying led to a flood
I was hurt, as silly as it may sound
In all hours of the day my mind drowns with thoughts of you
All I can think of is if your love is really true
If so I apologize for misunderstanding you
But I couldn't help feeling frustrated and feeling blue
But I was hurt, and I couldn't help but cry
And I was hurt, in every way possible
And I was hurt, though I would always try
Yes I was hurt, the pain is inconceivable.

Memory

It's not easy when you stare at the ceiling
And you're supposed to see nothing.
It's not easy when you close your eyes to sleep
But the visions are still there.
It's not easy when you try to think of tomorrow
Yet thoughts of the past are the only thing there.
It's not easy when you stare straight into space
While I sit and wonder why I still care.
It's not easy when the memories are a plague
And I crave the pain.
It's not easy when I cry all alone
And wonder if I'm still sane.
It's not easy when my heart has been pained
And time just stands still.
It's not easy when I feel nothing's been gained
And I've lost all desire and will.

Think Of It

I devise it cautiosly for it is priceless
Time consuming and burdensome something so perilous
Like the countdown to something tremendously critical
Errors cannot be afforded, I must be analytical
As I tie my shoe I think of how easy it was back then
No worries, no problems, just a question of when
When did I feel like doing it, not what, how or why
I would just take hold of my shoe lace, it wasn't hard to tie
But today I'm much more deliberate at what I do
For predicaments will surface if what I say is not true
And if what I do is wrong and problems arise
For solutions I must search as I close my eyes.