Child of Armor
There has been times since I've been young
I wanted to give up because I just couldn't go on
Seen a lot of things I really shouldn't
Wanted to run but I reall couldn't
I wake up each morning like I wasn't crying last night
Put on all my armor an gear up for this fight
It's a battle I know all too well
I wish someone woul wake me up from this hell
I sit in the corner sititing all alone
This is the only true happiness I've ever known
I pray that one day all the pain will be gone
I'll live the life I was destined all along
I'll wash away the bad memories
My dreams will no longer be fantasies
No one will ever know about this pain I hide
It;s locked up tight way deep down inside
Feeling so alone in a crowded room
Emotions deep enough to scoop out with a spoon
Oh how I would love to get away
Be at peace at night when I lay
God save me from this misery
Help me be the person that I'm ment to be
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