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Looking back, I feel so much pain
A victim, who had to carry the blame
Who I am today, a person of emptiness
All these unanswered questions, piled up in distress
Had to grow up so fast, ahead of my years
Had to wear a smile, but I held back the tears
My voice was unheard, so I found expression in written word
My dreams so vivid, and my reality so blurred
I am broken, shattered into a thousand pieces
I pierce the skin, and the pain releases
Now my scars are inner, and outer too
Living life like a nightmare, no sign of breaking through
Crying out I'm so overwhelmed
The story of my life so profound
More than anybody should have to endure
Shouldn't have my dignity on the floor
A victim, who had to carry the blame
Who I am today, a person of emptiness
All these unanswered questions, piled up in distress
Had to grow up so fast, ahead of my years
Had to wear a smile, but I held back the tears
My voice was unheard, so I found expression in written word
My dreams so vivid, and my reality so blurred
I am broken, shattered into a thousand pieces
I pierce the skin, and the pain releases
Now my scars are inner, and outer too
Living life like a nightmare, no sign of breaking through
Crying out I'm so overwhelmed
The story of my life so profound
More than anybody should have to endure
Shouldn't have my dignity on the floor
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