We build our bridges
We tear them down
We wish for kisses
We get frowns
We accept it
As though it's all we deserve
Because we know we were meant to be seen.
Not heard.
We build our cities
Live our lives
We hide our struggles and our strifes
They don't want to hear it
So we don't say a word
Because we know we were meant to be seen.
Not heard
And we take it
We listen to them
We **** it up
Again and again
The stories that we cannot tell
For we were meant to be seen and not heard
In this hell
I make music, I make noise
They try to tear me down
But they can't speak over my voice
They try to quiet me
But listen to my words
I was meant to be seen
and heard
Jul 25, 2013
Jul 25, 2013 at 11:17 AM UTC
We build our bridges
We tear them down
We wish for kisses
We get frowns
We accept it
As though it's all we deserve
Because we know we were meant to be seen.
Not heard.
We build our cities
Live our lives
We hide our struggles and our strifes
They don't want to hear it
So we don't say a word
Because we know we were meant to be seen.
Not heard
And we take it
We listen to them
We **** it up
Again and again
The stories that we cannot tell
For we were meant to be seen and not heard
In this hell
I make music, I make noise
They try to tear me down
But they can't speak over my voice
They try to quiet me
But listen to my words
I was meant to be seen
and heard
It's a song.
I doesn't have a chorus
But it's a song.
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