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Carlsmith
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I'm a good person, I swear I hold my friends when no one's there I give my heart, I give my care So tell me why I'm ****** somewhere I help the weak, I calm the cries I wipe the tears from their hurt eyes I tell the truth and try not to lie Yet still I'm told I'm born to die Because a book says who I kiss Could cost my soul eternal bliss As if my love is venom's bliss As if her lips are empty Because a verse, because a line Because men claimed their God was mine They taught me, love was some design To drag my spirit out of line They taught me every ache I had Each broken thought, each season bad Was proof that I was born to sad Too wrong, too ***** weak, and bad Religion took my tender years And filled them up with guilt and fear Made every mirror insincere Tell me, "I deserve it here." It taught me if I loved a girl The gates of heaven shut and curled Like kindness mattered less than words Written to wound a softer world It taught me that struggle was a stain That hurt made me less sane That surviving all that private pain Still left me branded all the same But I am not the sin they preach I'm not the shame their sermons teach I'm not the hell they love to reach Whenever someone lives outside their speech Im kind, Im human, I am real I know what hurt people feel And if their God would burn that still Then maybe hell's more honest still So if their heaven hates my heart And tears soft souls like mine apart Then let their holy judgment start Religion made me hate myself But I was good from the start But I am kind, and I am true I've lived through hell and made it through If love like mine, they still undo Then hell will have to make me room
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Mar 22
Mar 22, 2026 at 8:35 AM UTC
In hell I will be
I'm a good person, I swear I hold my friends when no one's there I give my heart, I give my care So tell me why I'm ****** somewhere I help the weak, I calm the cries I wipe the tears from their hurt eyes I tell the truth and try not to lie Yet still I'm told I'm born to die Because a book says who I kiss Could cost my soul eternal bliss As if my love is venom's bliss As if her lips are empty Because a verse, because a line Because men claimed their God was mine They taught me, love was some design To drag my spirit out of line They taught me every ache I had Each broken thought, each season bad Was proof that I was born to sad Too wrong, too ***** weak, and bad Religion took my tender years And filled them up with guilt and fear Made every mirror insincere Tell me, "I deserve it here." It taught me if I loved a girl The gates of heaven shut and curled Like kindness mattered less than words Written to wound a softer world It taught me that struggle was a stain That hurt made me less sane That surviving all that private pain Still left me branded all the same But I am not the sin they preach I'm not the shame their sermons teach I'm not the hell they love to reach Whenever someone lives outside their speech Im kind, Im human, I am real I know what hurt people feel And if their God would burn that still Then maybe hell's more honest still So if their heaven hates my heart And tears soft souls like mine apart Then let their holy judgment start Religion made me hate myself But I was good from the start But I am kind, and I am true I've lived through hell and made it through If love like mine, they still undo Then hell will have to make me room
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She's always happy, always glad Always smiling, never sad That's what they see, that's what they know The girl with joy that seems to glow She lifts her friends and holds them high Wipes their tears and asks them why She puts them first and ignores her pain And smiles through every storm and all the rain She makes sure no one feels alone Though emptiness is all she's known She gives them light, she gives her best While darkness pounds inside her chest She laughs out loud, she shines so bright A perfect picture in plain sight But all she feels is hurt and fear The opposite of what appears An extrovert, that's what they see, But that's not who she gets to be For all her joy is a disguise Of her broken heart and smiling eyes
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Mar 18
Mar 18, 2026 at 4:44 PM UTC
"Extrovert"
You say I lie But I can still feel the hand on my thigh The way you joked when I sat there and cried You say I'm jealous When all I was was selfless To spread hate in my name When you're the one to blame Your name means pure But what you did to me, I can not cure You don't support SA But you do it anyway Two weeks I waited The pain I felt was gated You grabbed my chest Now I can not rest Many people observed Still, you made her mind curve She believes you over me She will never be free Here I lay in your pile of lies, and here I’ll stay, as our love for eachother dies.
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Mar 18
Mar 18, 2026 at 3:17 PM UTC
You say I lie