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Fearless Fears
Fearless Fears
I sit and cry alone, only to be left in the cold open road. No one hears the tears only distracted by fearless fears
When is it enough? When will I deceive my heart and follow my mind, but when is it that my mind will read between the lines.
I’m breaking inside bit my bit and the scariest part is that I don’t give a s***
I’ll sit in silence so you don’t see my pain, im’ stronger than you think but that’s just the game.
Ill hide and coward away from the faces. The faces that fit in all the right places. My friends and family all alike, they want the best but don’t see it right.
I’m scared going through this alone, once with courage but now by myself to be left with endless discourage.
My hearts aches with pain on harsh nights when I don’t speak; I can’t seek the future when my present is so incomplete
My body shakes in unwilling defeat, I can’t get out of this depressing streak
A streak of heart breaks, one after another, tine passes by but not quick enough for me to recover
At times I sit and pray, to ask god to help me become better
, to leave the past behind me and rid the sorrow, but I get a long pause before he only whispers you can do it just try harder
I can’t come to par with reality, it’s as if im being hit in the stomach with a tight fist of morality
Im done, I swear, I need to breathe, life is an endless maze and im stuck in-between
I need help, someone get me out, someone rid my horrific thoughts and sad doubts
If I could go back in time I would change it all, so I could live happily ever after and never fall
I fell through the cracks of my broken soul, ripped to pieces to dry and fade,
It just goes to show who held the blade
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