Molding Myself
Here I sit holding tight
will I ever see the light
up so high I tend to cry
late at night, its no surprise
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Can’t give to others
if I don’t give myself some
my mind don’t stop im like a clock
my time is spent wandering inside
its torture im drained
let’s try another way
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A curse and a blessing
so aware it makes you scared
others stare but you don’t care
it’s hard to bear all this weight
humanity hates to feel
the taste of reality
especially if there poor
Them, dreamers
How can you know what they feel?
They can barely feel
but still, they run
away from the monsters back home
to the land of the unknown
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Her feet are torn
her lips scream thirst
eyes sunken
she looks destroyed
how brave she is
to leave behind her life
in search for a better one
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Those that feel alone
those thoughts aren’t yours alone
I feel them too
you shape it and bend it
although the world feels cold
there’s still some hope
don’t go too far down the rabbit’s hole