No I'm not better,
And no it's not easier to cope.
My pains only grown stronger,
And I've started losing hope.
My babies no longer with me
I can't feel her inside.
No I am not better
Because all these nights I've cried.
I will never get over this,
Nor will I ever forget.
How I couldn't save her
Is something I'll always regret.
I am not better.
I'm not living each day like you.
I deal with this heartache everyday,
And you will never have a clue.
I cry, and cry, and cry,
And get weak in my knees.
I fall to the ground and pray,
"Lord, bring her back to me, please."
These nights are growing weary,
But I guess I keep my pain deep inside.
I dont want people to worry,
So all my emotions I hide.
I will never be who I once was
I'll never be able to explain.
This weight that's been put on me..
I'll never be the same.
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