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The Hole in My Chest
There's a hole in my chest left by you.
Every time I think of you, the tears come; they prick my eyes.
You said it was forever, you promised you'd never give up.
I believed you... and that was my mistake
I had a smile on my face and a sparkle in my eye.
But now, there's a hole in my chest.
And my eyes are tired from all the crying I've done.
I have a hole in my chest where my heart used to be, because of you
I begged you not to go, I begged you not to leave.
I knew when you did I'd be alone; all over again
Tell me, please!
Why?
Why does the hole in my chest hurt when I think of you?
Why?
Why do I flinch if someone says your name?
Why?
Why do I cry when I think of the good times we had?
Tell me, please!
How?
How did it feel to leave me?
How?
How could you do this to me?
Tell me, please!
Did you know?
Did you know, I loved you beyond life?
Did you know?
Did you know, how many people have left me alone?
Did you know?
Did you know how many people have hurt me over the years?
Did you know?
Did you know I'd cry out your name in my sleep?
Did you know?
Did you know the hole in my chest grows bigger each day that goes by when I think of you?
Tell me why!
Tell me how!
Tell me if you knew!
Tell me, please!
Each night I lay awake thinking of you.
I clutch my chest because if I didn't the hole in place of the once full heart you broke will get bigger
And I am afraid
Oh so afraid my feelings were one-sided
This hole in my chest has me clutching my chest and gasping for breath
I think to myself why?
Why won't the pain of my broken chest heal itself?
Here I am wondering if you're thinking of me.
Or am I the only one doing that?
I need someone to come and heal the hole that replaced my heart
Oh, won't someone come?
This hole in my chest has me crying and reaching for your arms hoping one day you'll come and fix the hole in my chest you left.
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This song lyric is something that I had written after my boyfriend had broken up with me for the first time. It had been on the day of Homecoming before it started, pretty great huh? I had felt like he had ripped my entire heart out of my chest and stabbed it multiple times. So when I got home that night I immediately went to my bedroom and started pouring the feelings that I had been feeling into lyrics and soon enough "The Hole in My Chest" had been created. When I write song lyrics I write either what I am feeling or whatever comes to my mind at the moment. I write because it helps me clear my mind and heart so that I don't keep my feelings bottled up. I also write to help people know that whatever they are going through that day or night or whenever they are going through something, that they aren't alone in this. That they have a friend to lean on or to depend on. I went through a lot of bullying throughout my middle school years up to this year which is my 10th-grade year. It caused me to go mute and to keep my head down a lot. I was bullied for trying to be myself and for being adopted. I thought that being myself or being different was a bad thing until I learned about BTS. Their music had helped me start being happier, their music had helped me start loving myself more, and most importantly it had helped me realize that being different isn't a BAD thing; but that it's a GOOD thing. I still get picked on, but that doesn't stop me from trying to always have a smile on my face. It doesn't stop me from being MYSELF. So to those of you who have been bullied or ARE being bullied... DO something about it. Stand up for yourself! I know it's not easy believe me, I know. I know you feel like if you try to do something about it that it'll get worse. I've been there myself trust me. But I also know that if you DON'T do something bout it sooner than later it'll just keep getting worse. So do something, SAY something.