I know your
frustration.
It is my own.
Why won't I just smile, laugh, be happy?
Why must I drown in this sorrow day in and day out?
Don't I want to be saved? Don't I want to be better?
You ask me why, why won't I get better?
But it's so hard to get better when all I've ever been is
this.
It is my own.
Why won't I just smile, laugh, be happy?
Why must I drown in this sorrow day in and day out?
Don't I want to be saved? Don't I want to be better?
You ask me why, why won't I get better?
But it's so hard to get better when all I've ever been is
this.
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