This whole thing is crazy
Told my self that I would not be back here again
Energy on the unsure
I’m trying to escape
But I feel like I am running in quick sand
Told my self that I would not be back here again
Energy on the unsure
I’m trying to escape
But I feel like I am running in quick sand
Secretly knowing that I don't want it to end
What am I to do?
The more I plan to push back
The more I feel pulled in
Wearing the armor of silence
Hoping that it will make it all go away
While wishing that I had the courage to lay it all on the table
Instead of hiding behind my pen
And allowing it to speak for me
What am I to do?
The more I plan to push back
The more I feel pulled in
Wearing the armor of silence
Hoping that it will make it all go away
While wishing that I had the courage to lay it all on the table
Instead of hiding behind my pen
And allowing it to speak for me
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