"Things will be better tomorrrow"
the one thing keeping her sane,
the one thing stopping her,
telling her she's not to blame
Tears pouring down her face,
silent screams come as suicide calls,
love is lost and hope is gone,
yet slowly to the ground it falls,
With one loud clatter the knife is dropped,
things will be better tomorrow,
so even when all hope is lost,
the blood will never flow?
Shes not sure how much more she can take,
this nightmare that wont seem to end,
a life that is such a burden,
a life that's so pretend,
She can't always say it's gonna be better tomorrow
She can't always keep control,
For it's all a matter of time,
Before pain takes its toll.
It's gonna be better tomorrow?
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