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Better Days

By Amber B.
Grade 11, Arizona

I cry myself to sleep ,
everynight I dream ,
that the next day will be better .
Another night alone ,
and another night I cry .
Please show me the way
to the better days .

I hide it all away ,
waiting for those better days.
Please don't leave me here alone .
Please don't take away my home .
I hide it all away ,
waiting for the better days .

Where did it all go wrong ,
why can't everyone just get along ?
Why can't we just love one another ?
Why do we bring each other so much pain?
Why can't we just go back to the better
days ?

I will be okay ,
but I miss the better days .
I hide it all away ,
trying to hide the past .
I miss those better days ,
but they never seem to last .
Please show me the way to the better
days .....