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Haven't written in a very long time not one of my best so bere with me
Everywhere I've lived
There has been a place to run to
Now that I'm living here
I'm trapped with nowhere to go
But to the dark places in my head
And when I'm there it's hard to come back
I hear things
Feel things
Things I don't want to feel
But behind every smile
Is a shadow just creeping up
Mine is just darker than some
The funny thing is
My darkness
Is what keeps me alive
Does that make me crazy?
No just perfectly normal
And don't say you don't feel the same
Because every person
Has their own darkness
Some are just darker than most
But all are just as frightening as some
Everywhere I've lived
There has been a place to run to
Now that I'm living here
I'm trapped with nowhere to go
But to the dark places in my head
And when I'm there it's hard to come back
I hear things
Feel things
Things I don't want to feel
But behind every smile
Is a shadow just creeping up
Mine is just darker than some
The funny thing is
My darkness
Is what keeps me alive
Does that make me crazy?
No just perfectly normal
And don't say you don't feel the same
Because every person
Has their own darkness
Some are just darker than most
But all are just as frightening as some
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