Arms Are Becoming Weak

a tear rolls down my cheek
i stop it half way
my arms are becoming weak.
pushing you away.
you've tried to get in,
but my heart has it's walls.
you've tried to pretend
i laugh when i fall.
but this pain is real
i know you don't think it's true
but do you know what it's like to feel
feel like anyone but you?
i know it gets hard
at times we give up
but we're just at the start
of something we've dreamed of.
who knows if getting older
really is better than youth
who knows that you turn your shoulder
to show your love for the truth.

by Desiree Whitamore

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