My feelings.

Nothing other than a scar.

A reminding smother.

That I carry on the top of my shoulders.

And with that.

I’ll thank my worried mother.

See,

Without her who would have gave me the cover.

Emotional hand me downs.

I wear as my biggest let me downs.

I learned from my influences.

And I did a lot of bad things to feel better.

I guess I’m wearing the wrong clothes for the wrong weather.

Fas...

_I watched seemlessly until someone noticed me._

_I sat patiently till someone asked me_

_I waited till nobody came back to me._

_I opened the window open some more._

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_The thunder crackled through the house._

_Someone walked through the door._

_The wind chimes blew._

_And the sad song of you._

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_I opened the window even more._

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_The wind began to howl._

_The chimes fell to the ground._

_And...

You said you would change.

But stayed the same all these years.

Robbed of my childhood because of your fears.

The devil finds it amusing.

Walking misery and there’s no choosing.

Your words only leave bruising.

Cuz your just here for using.

A Broken body.

for your mean soul.

You might have took my crying mother.

But she was all my gold.

How could you just leave for mold.

But I will hold and carry i...