No escape

July 24, 2013

There is no escape from the girl who talks

There is a voice, a voice that mocks.

Worthless, ugly, never gonna be good enough.

How will I ever prove that I can surely be tough?

From this bully that torments, there is no escape.

For this bully, it doesn't take a shape.

This girl that talks, this girl that on my heart sets a hot coal

There is no escape, for this girl is my own soul.

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