Love is Lonely

Doubts

Doubts
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Some days are good
Other days…. not so well
Sometimes I hide how I feel
And no one can ever tell
I hate how I feel
When ever I think of you
But every time you flirt with someone
I just don’t know what to do
I had a misunderstanding
And I said that you lied
You ended it right then and there
And to this day I still wanna cry
Have you ever had this feeling?
Do you understand how I feel?
Do you ever have doubts,
And wonder if anything will ever be real?
Some days are bad
Other days…. just plain hell
Sometimes I can’t hide how I feel
And everyone but you can tell