You are


It is foolish for me to think
these thoughts are meant for me
but I will scream and shout and cry
I need you to be happy!

I'll wipe my eyes, my mouth, my nose
and I whisper in my mind
If only they knew what you know
There's far too few of our kind

You are a diamond in the rough
and I can't bear to lose you
Like a diamond, you're way too tough
To let fear and pain devour you

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