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You deem me unfit, to even be me
you say I don't feel what you believe.
Call me crazy, it's just another word
it's not the first time thats been heard.
Finally I broke. I'm human, I'm allowed
I do have scares, and I will were them proud.
What's beneath my skin is all the same
it's the situation that came into play.
I can't exsplane, even if I wanted to try,
But I think it would have been better if I would have died.
The aftermath was worse then the start
they bring to light what you want to hide in the dark.
You look at me and wonder how I tick,
you gave me medication is that your only trick?
You add to my list of what already lies,
but you can't see what's inside
I feel emotions, I feel pain,
I know how to numb it, everyone can say the same
Go threw what I have and you will see,
it dose not make you diffrent sometimes people spill
Who do you think you are?
To place lables on me, to call me things that no one else sees.
And all the time the things you say behind my back.
Go ahead and call me violent when I only try to lower the attack
I,ve done nothing wrong, but I tryed to escape, I said I was sorry
But I guess it was to late
you say I don't feel what you believe.
Call me crazy, it's just another word
it's not the first time thats been heard.
Finally I broke. I'm human, I'm allowed
I do have scares, and I will were them proud.
What's beneath my skin is all the same
it's the situation that came into play.
I can't exsplane, even if I wanted to try,
But I think it would have been better if I would have died.
The aftermath was worse then the start
they bring to light what you want to hide in the dark.
You look at me and wonder how I tick,
you gave me medication is that your only trick?
You add to my list of what already lies,
but you can't see what's inside
I feel emotions, I feel pain,
I know how to numb it, everyone can say the same
Go threw what I have and you will see,
it dose not make you diffrent sometimes people spill
Who do you think you are?
To place lables on me, to call me things that no one else sees.
And all the time the things you say behind my back.
Go ahead and call me violent when I only try to lower the attack
I,ve done nothing wrong, but I tryed to escape, I said I was sorry
But I guess it was to late
Published 24th Apr 2011
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