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White Walls

My bedroom is my sanctuary
Where I can be carefree

From the horrid world
Past my white walls

But still the noises seeps through
Of all the war, that's nothing new

Hearing the rebel yells of my brothers
And the choking sobs from my mother

I blast my music not wanting to hear
As I feel the drip of a tear

I wipe it away quickly
I can't, even if it's not easy

I'm not going to break
Or let my mask crack

Even with no one to see
I need to stay strong for me

But everything's overloading
All this is just adding

To all my other dysfunctions
Which just fuels my demons

Now memories from my broken past
Begin to broadcast

The pain that I've chosen to keep hidden
Which is creating my coffin

I look around at all the things
-people will never see this-

At everything that makes me, me
Behind my white walls of my sanctuary, of me
Written by Shadow_Kiss
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