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Voices


Got all these voices back and forth 

Like open cry to silent doors

Never was you asking more 

But got comfortable being to the side 

Never seeing you was on my side 

Not these guys 

But when you came around, first couldn’t notice it

Now I’m talking more about myself 

Looking more into mental health 

Did you know that that’s a gift

Did you know that thats a blessing 

Tied string around my neck to stop stressing 

Guess a reason 

For all the second guessing 

I gotta see this window through 

I gotta try do right by you 

You always have to me 

But I couldn’t see 

A seed got gifted to the tumble weed 

The known disease 

The silence please 

The found myself a new castle 

Gotta take charge of my foreign battle 

sand can’t melt 

Dont know why I felt 

Guess the past is what shapes you 

But moving forward is what makes you

now I’m really moving smarter

Trynna find the distant water 

I can see it up ahead 

But that doesn’t mean I forgot about my bed

one dress isn’t one size 

But why does a label say otherwise

I couldn’t stress the impression

On every unanswered blessing

Its not about who sins 

But about who didn’t get the message 

Who said it 

 
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