Your voice
You continue to yell and scream
I'm sorry I say
You yell bullshit in my face
As if I cannot feel pain from your words that cut
They're sharper than razor the butterflies make pretty
You say I don't care
That I'm lucky you love me
Or else I couldn't be a boy
That I have no reason to be scared
Because it's not like you beat me
The voices hurt
Your voice cuts
Deeper than my secrets and my lies
I say I'm sorry
You say bull shit
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