Tue, 03/03/2015 - 13:20 -- nikorb


Wipe my mind and memory

If I'm blind, I know I'll see

I don't want to know

I can't let it show

This stigma torturing me


Lying on my back at night

Cowering for fear of fright

I can't let it go

Can you let me know

Everything will be alright?


For too long I've held my tongue

All my songs are left unsung

I want to let it go

I need to let them know

Am I cursed or just too young?

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wow this is very touching.

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