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Trapped


I might look content 

Or seem happy

I wear a smile upon my face

I hold my head high 

Just like my mother told me 

It may seem like i have a lot of confidence 

It may seem like i don't have a care in the world 

But deep inside I'm trapped 

I'm trapped inside of this body

Yes, I may wear a facade 

But that's just to impress everybdy

Because deep inside I'm struggling 

Trying to get out of this barricade you call a body

My soul scratches and claws to get out

It wants to be free and dance about

It wants to have no problems

No worries

It wants to make no sacrifices

My soul wants to sing 

And just travel the world 

It wants to be free

But on the outside I may look content

Or seem happy

I wear a smile upon my face

And i hold my head high

Just like my mother told me

It may seem like I have a lot of confidence 

But don't let that facade fool you

It may seem like I don't have a care in the world 

But truth be told

I'm trapped in this body

 

 

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