'teen'
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I try to hide the parts of me that's vulnerable,
If it's not exposed, then I won't be exposed,
Don't get me wrong, I do have a heart for you,
And I just don't want you to think my heart is cold;
My words do not mean anything
They are just emotionless sound.
The friction of my lips,
The dictation of my tongue against my teeth,
The spit slurring all around
New Home,New Faces
Past and Present, blur together
Voices echo, All is the Same yet it has changed
