How does one forgive another,
When love is tossed back in their face?
How does one carry on with a smile,
Hiding the pain without a trace?
How does one get up in the morning,
When you feeling you are dying inside?
How does one look in a mirror,
When instead you want to run and hide?
How does one try and trust,
The person who says I love you?
When what you have heard in the past,
Is enough to make love untrue.
How does one like themself,
When you hear unloving words?
How does one hold on to hope,
When you feel there is none?
Written by:
Theresa McLaughlin
Copyright �2002 Theresa McLaughlin
