Feelings ain't shit
Feelings ain't shit
The thoughts that taint my mind
Ain't something I wish to bind
Speaking out to the world
Like they have the solution
Like my thoughts are pollution
Waiting for the answer to flush it away
To the next open grave
But they keep coming back
Like wolves in a pack
The feelings won't leave
So I hide them in my sleeve
Shielding them from your eyes
Your pity and the sky
The sky that looks down upon me
The next puzzle for the key
The key of which I am a solid door
With no hole for the key
So I write it down
So I may burn it and drown
Into the sorrows of which I was born into
So I may not put you
With what I've been through
But I cannot leave them behind
Not when I have a chance in mind
So I find paper and ink
So I jot down what I think
My shitty feelings and sorrows
So that I may live for tomorrow
So my people won't burden
And I am free from uncertain
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