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Some days it seems like light was never there, Sometimes it is impossible to force a smile. People think that I am quiet, I may not speak but that doesn't mean I don't feel, don't understand Who are you to say what love is? Those who have never known heartbreak, Who are you to say what tears are? Those who have never really cried. You never listened to me. Who are you to laugh and scorn? You who know nothing of real sorrow! Who are you to judge me? When you should really judge yourself. Listen to me now And maybe something might be right. (c) Cathleen E. Gallagher, 1999. don't steal! |