I’m depressed,
For my love can never be shown,
For I could never be known,
Because the only thing I can do,
Is sit silently in my room,
Praying for him to come,
And save me from this hell.
I’m scared,
I’m scared of what will happen,
Once I blurt it out to him,
I’m scared of the rejection,
That I have felt so many times before
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