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Cautious
I paved my way with breadcrumbs so I wouldn't get lost
but the scavengers of fate stole them away
I took a chance to break from my chains and ended up violently torn apart and left to die in agony
every time I trust my heart I end up with bruises and
scars to remind me of my misguided judgement
that's why I'm cautious
and you might call me paranoid and say I need to forgive
people make mistakes I know, but I will never forget
this is why I hide, the reason I cry even when no one is around to hurt me
this is my scarlet letter, my secret, my past
and I fear that I will trust too much and end up where I once ran from
this is my story, I hope it's not boring
maybe you had no idea, that i was struggling still
it's the skeleton in my closet, I blocked it out but it came back haunting me even more
please understand I'm trying to break away from it all
this is just me searching for something to believe in
I built my castles in the sand close to the ocean's edge
but the waves of pain sent them crumbling down
I took a breath and tried to speak but wound up at a loss for the very words I love to write
every time I let hope in it turns out to be another scam and I'm left binding wounds with bandages
and so I'm cautious
and you might call me paranoid and say I need to forgive
people make mistakes I know, but I will never forget
this is why I hide, the reason I cry even when no one is around to hurt me
this is my scarlet letter, my secret, my past
and I fear that I will trust too much and end up where I once ran from
this is my story, I hope it's not boring
maybe you had no idea, that i was struggling still
it's the skeleton in my closet, I blocked it out but it came back haunting me even more
please understand I'm trying to break away from it all
this is just me searching for something to believe in
but the scavengers of fate stole them away
I took a chance to break from my chains and ended up violently torn apart and left to die in agony
every time I trust my heart I end up with bruises and
scars to remind me of my misguided judgement
that's why I'm cautious
and you might call me paranoid and say I need to forgive
people make mistakes I know, but I will never forget
this is why I hide, the reason I cry even when no one is around to hurt me
this is my scarlet letter, my secret, my past
and I fear that I will trust too much and end up where I once ran from
this is my story, I hope it's not boring
maybe you had no idea, that i was struggling still
it's the skeleton in my closet, I blocked it out but it came back haunting me even more
please understand I'm trying to break away from it all
this is just me searching for something to believe in
I built my castles in the sand close to the ocean's edge
but the waves of pain sent them crumbling down
I took a breath and tried to speak but wound up at a loss for the very words I love to write
every time I let hope in it turns out to be another scam and I'm left binding wounds with bandages
and so I'm cautious
and you might call me paranoid and say I need to forgive
people make mistakes I know, but I will never forget
this is why I hide, the reason I cry even when no one is around to hurt me
this is my scarlet letter, my secret, my past
and I fear that I will trust too much and end up where I once ran from
this is my story, I hope it's not boring
maybe you had no idea, that i was struggling still
it's the skeleton in my closet, I blocked it out but it came back haunting me even more
please understand I'm trying to break away from it all
this is just me searching for something to believe in
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