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Rated: E · Poetry · Tragedy · #2296258
not so young anymore
Am i too old to hide under the bed
I Am stuck in a storm but the storm is in my head
All i see is lighting
All i hear is thunder
Just one boom coming one after the other

My vocal cords is vibrating with vicious and vital truths i need to speak
Let me let it all out. Call me what you want, but don't call me a freak
They say mother knows best
But what if there are things mother doesn't know
She doesn't understand me anymore, all i do is stare out the window

You always say i am your reflection but i can't hide behind your smile
How many more faces do i have to change, tell me how many more style
My heart with sorrow, once clean dirty with sins i don't mean
.Words i did not say, dragons i din’t slay
The young child you knew went away


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