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Nothing To Me


Could I bear

My own sins

Could I carry

My own truth

Can I handle

What you

Say about me

The lies

The tar

That covers me

Can you handle me

And what you see

When you get a peek

What's underneath

Can you believe

In what

You can't see

 

You whisper

Behind backs

Because you're too scared

To say it

To our faces

Hypocrite

That's all you are

You live with scars

All over your heart

Just like me

And the person behind me

You are shaking

Terrified

You'll be exposed

What difference does it make now

Now that we all know

We're all twisted

And wrong

 

You could be

Something worth something

If you weren't wasting your breath

Chasing me

If you knew

How to live a life

Outside the stain

Of rumors

So tell me

Does it make you feel good

Better

Does it taste good

On your tongue

Do you sleep

With ease

Knowing

You will always be

Nothing to me

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