If I cry, would you come over and say its alright?
Or would you stand at one corner, without a word and just watch me.
The tears I drop its not of blame.
The tears I drop its of pain.
Yet, I'll never get the comfort I crave.
Its funny how one is always able to advise another.
Yet when it boils down to it,
Everyone is just the same.
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