I am there but I am not
Just pretending, that’s what I do a lot.
I lost most of me
I will never be free.
It would be easier to give up
To have it all stop
But I am not
I do my crying in the rain
Never showing my pain
But if I do I feel weak
It’s hard for me to speak.
I am not a part of their lives
Nobody’s wife
Forever trapped in this maddening circle

I guess we are all trapped in some way.
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