Miss Trouble

It's always a sun shining underneath my closed eyes.
My sorrow tears my heart apart but grows into despise.
I'm always walkin' head up high, my song is from beyond the sky.
I struggle from each day to day. It's hard work, no fun and play.
My teardrops always been hold back.
Strong girls don't cry, there's no time for that.
But every little now and then I feel a sence of weeknes.
That's when I turn uppon my friend, she makes me feel comfort and treats me.







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