internal thoughts
Don't cry its better this way
to try & protect yourself from the pain
but what-if i was wrong from the start
too late i already went & broke my own heart
i bottle up everything i feel
fuck these walls this force field
they come crashing down
maybe now i'll tell you how i really feel
but i just wanna lie? run & hide? cry?
maybe all i need to do is try
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