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I see pain in your eyes
And it seems so great
As the spark slowly dies.
For two more kids it seems to late.
My pain may not be revealed
But in the same way you hide yours.
Mines a little more concealed
Yet we're both behind locked doors.
I know exactly how you feel
I feel the same way too.
I'm hoping, in time, we both heal
Me as well as you.
This pain is not sympathy
I don't merely "understand your plight."
No the same pain has been a part of me
Since my happiness took flight.
I realize you think I'm just a fake.
You think you're drowning in an ocean of your tears
While I'm just wading through a mere lake.
We both need to overcome our fears.
It's time you stepped out the denial
You've been hiding in for years.
This isn't the 'last mile'
Happiness can be yours.
I see the pain in both our eyes
And it seems so great.
The spark maybe be rekindled before it dies.
For two kids, together, it may not be to late.
And it seems so great
As the spark slowly dies.
For two more kids it seems to late.
My pain may not be revealed
But in the same way you hide yours.
Mines a little more concealed
Yet we're both behind locked doors.
I know exactly how you feel
I feel the same way too.
I'm hoping, in time, we both heal
Me as well as you.
This pain is not sympathy
I don't merely "understand your plight."
No the same pain has been a part of me
Since my happiness took flight.
I realize you think I'm just a fake.
You think you're drowning in an ocean of your tears
While I'm just wading through a mere lake.
We both need to overcome our fears.
It's time you stepped out the denial
You've been hiding in for years.
This isn't the 'last mile'
Happiness can be yours.
I see the pain in both our eyes
And it seems so great.
The spark maybe be rekindled before it dies.
For two kids, together, it may not be to late.
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Inspired by the word empathy. I love that word. I mean honestly screw sympathy you need to have empathy. Sorry anyway... I never actually mention empathy but like I said it was the word that inspired the poem. It's two people, or in this case, two teens who need to lean on each other to get out a common problem. These days we're so closed up because we think no one will understand. What a misconception. There is always someone else who knows exactly how you feel and they probably feel the same. But if any good is going to come of anything someone has to open up first. People are always afraid to make the first move. That's whats going on here. One realizes they have the same problem but the other doesn't believe them, thinks they're faking it. Odds are when this happens no one's faking it. So now, I dare you to move like today never happened
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Awsom great work.