MISUNDERSTOOD
smiling through the chronic angers of my home, i try to condone these feelings as much as i can alone.
but please! forgive me if i tend to express in the only ways that i can...the burdens in my chest.
i confess! sometimes its hard to keep everything bottled inside...but believe me i've tried!
over and over and over and over again, yet no one understands and i dont think anyone can!
so i continue to stand
my hand in my own hand
alone
just like i was born... on my own.
and i'll go out on my own.
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