I Can't Be Strong in Fall
You're in the pictures on my walls,
and the pictures in my heart
You're the one who taught me all
Yet the one who tore me all apart.
The line between love and hate is slim
And I don't know what side you're on
My entire life is now looking grim
I have nobody to depend upon.
I wear my insecurities each and every day
Despite my often bad days, My bad days travel away.
I was taught to remain strong, through every problem- big or small
'Here lies our beloved girl' the gravestone reads next fall.
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