All the thoughts that dance in my head.
including the voices that put me to bed,
like a broken lullaby saying goodbye.
what is it, that makes me cry?
i'll never woory about the horror within.
i'll lock them away with the so called "sins"
i'm still just a child, and i child i'll remain.
even being myself, completly insane.
seeing a swing will brighten my eyes.
and when im alone i forget all the lies.
the real me will never fade.
i'll speak my mind without being afraid.
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