It Gets Better
I’m all cried out I’m all yelled and screamed out There’s no shout out No one to hear me out My voice fucked up It just went out Never even mattered ,Since I never used it Now I need it, but With every word no effect No one catching the realness in tone Maybe the truth is I’m alone A one man show with nothing to show Steadily figuring it out when really I’ve already known Can’t believe, won’t except it But not to admit it makes me dishonest “Am I honest?” “Naw fuck ya feelings” Never really cared bout it since no one ever heard about Now you wanna cry bout Traveling in the darkness only finding more darkness Asking self questions like “where your heart is?” “Is this really where your heart is?” “To even ask this does it make me heartless?”
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