I am a crayon, but I cannot color your world.
I am a pencil but I cannot draw your happiness.
I am a tissue, but I cannot stop your crying.
I am a make-up, but I cannot cover your pain.
I am your pillow, but I cannot comfort you.
I am an eyeglasses but I cannot make you see things clearly.
I am your pair of shoes but I cannot bring you near me.
I am supposed to be your everything, but you didn’t let me. K
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