Mar 10, 2008 16:54
we chase misprinted lies
we face the path of time
and yet i fight
and yet i fight this battle all alone
no one to cry to. no place to call home.
my gift of self is raped.
my privacy is raped.
and yet i find
yet i find repeating in my head.
"if i cant be my own.....id feel better dead."
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yeah.....hey. yea. want to travel south this year.
i wont prevent safe passage here.
why u act crazy.
not an act maybe.
so. close a lady
shifty eyes. shady.
yeah.......hey. yea. tears that soak a calloused heart.
why u act frightened
i am enlightened.
ssa
your weakness builds me.
so someday youll see
i stay away.
i stay away.