Broken on the inside laughing on the outside a smile that could break your heart crying on the bedspread blacking out brain dead wondering where you are this is the way I feel with my hands over my heart I pledge I’m real bless me father I am weak I am not strong and it doesn’t matter if I get my way talking heads confuse me they spit out words that knock me down if I could be so disillusioned maybe I would not care but guard my soul surround my world they took my esteem away and I want this in your name
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