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Pretend I'm Not Hurt
Hold my heart in your hands, and hold it just like so.
Being so careful, the cracks starting to show.
Hold it too tight or roughly push it away,
And the damage that’s done will be here to stay.
I may seem callous, like I don’t feel a thing,
Immune to the jabs and the attacks that you bring.
But there's chincks in my armor, and it’s not as strong,
As I imply with the mask I’ve worn all along.
Hold back the tears, as I pretend I’m not hurt,
By the words that are spoken and your hateful smirk.
Talking about me like I’m not even there,
Making such a big show of how little you care.
If you hate me so much, why am I here?
Walking on eggshells and riddled by fear.
One minute your fine and the next one you’re not,
Without anything changing, no battles were fought.
Bouncing back and forth, like Jekyll and Hyde,
Never letting me know what’s going on inside.
You want me to talk? Well join the club.
It’s frustrating being shut out by the one that you love.
For now I’ll keep thinking what I have been so far,
That you hate me just like all the others before.
Being so careful, the cracks starting to show.
Hold it too tight or roughly push it away,
And the damage that’s done will be here to stay.
I may seem callous, like I don’t feel a thing,
Immune to the jabs and the attacks that you bring.
But there's chincks in my armor, and it’s not as strong,
As I imply with the mask I’ve worn all along.
Hold back the tears, as I pretend I’m not hurt,
By the words that are spoken and your hateful smirk.
Talking about me like I’m not even there,
Making such a big show of how little you care.
If you hate me so much, why am I here?
Walking on eggshells and riddled by fear.
One minute your fine and the next one you’re not,
Without anything changing, no battles were fought.
Bouncing back and forth, like Jekyll and Hyde,
Never letting me know what’s going on inside.
You want me to talk? Well join the club.
It’s frustrating being shut out by the one that you love.
For now I’ll keep thinking what I have been so far,
That you hate me just like all the others before.
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