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The thing about grief is that your world stops
But the world goes on
And you wonder why
But the world goes on
And you wonder why
Everyone acts like everything is normal
But not for you
Your world has stopped
But everyone is going to work
Eating, chatting
Can they see me suffering...you say?
Am I invincible...
But not for you
Your world has stopped
But everyone is going to work
Eating, chatting
Can they see me suffering...you say?
Am I invincible...
Won’t they stop for a second?
But the bills keep on coming
The relatives leave
Your boss texts to ask you when you will be back?
Your friends have returned to normalcy
Life has the effrontery to ask you to live
But the bills keep on coming
The relatives leave
Your boss texts to ask you when you will be back?
Your friends have returned to normalcy
Life has the effrontery to ask you to live
Life has the effrontery to ask you to live
Even in the face of death
The audacity is peak
And for some days you question your sanity
But slowly but surely you return to normalcy
Even in the face of death
The audacity is peak
And for some days you question your sanity
But slowly but surely you return to normalcy
Then suddenly you hear their favorite song on the radio
The one you used to sing along to with them
You get the urge to call them but that’s met with the nasty reminder that they are gone
You weep
Everything comes flashing back again
The one you used to sing along to with them
You get the urge to call them but that’s met with the nasty reminder that they are gone
You weep
Everything comes flashing back again
The thing with grief is that it leaves scars
The scars are emotional
Sensitive to touch just like a knee injury
It works but transforms the way you walk
Your limp is forever evident
But you keep trying
Every day it gets easier
But it never gets easier
The scars are emotional
Sensitive to touch just like a knee injury
It works but transforms the way you walk
Your limp is forever evident
But you keep trying
Every day it gets easier
But it never gets easier
