by Adam Smith

Created on: March 15, 2009

Everyone looks up to the sky to give thanks

I look down to the ground all most a shamed

For doing well when I know your heart sinks

I try to hold back but i fear its to late

A fake smile shows up on your face

But your eyes are in raged with hate

I was taught to get better all the time

But I feel that it drives us apart as friends

So I hold back and never show my true potential

I give you what you want to remains friends

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