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You're playing tug of war with my heartstrings And the cords are wearing thin When I am with you my heart grows wings, But this is the hardest place I've ever been. One moment everything is right side up The next it's all upside down Some days I'm beautiful without makeup, And others I'm the clown. I am not made of glass, I was created in stone I won't shatter, but I can break Glued back together one too many times so the crack aren't shown. I can't let you see the broken, so I cover up the ache Of how much it hurts that you keep me hidden Because I've done that to myself countless times, I've never been one to take what isn't given But I don't want to settle for what I don't deserve sometimes. I'm constantly being pulled this way and that My mind is always racing, keeping me wide awake Caught between standing up for myself or laying down flat. I feel like there's so much at stake... From butterflies to footprints, Long goodbyes to a quick nod From loud and clear to subtle hints All while believing this was an act of God Everything feels backwards, like a time warp through space I keep trying to find a place to get a grip, But it's all out of place And my hands are starting to slip... Will you stand there and watch me fall Or hold on tight and let me in? I think we can make it through it all, Forever connected by our miracle within. But how will things turn out? Something I wish I knew I have faith that things will come about The way that they were always meant to. And everything will be just fine...
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Apr 3, 2021
Apr 3, 2021 at 1:21 PM UTC
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You're playing tug of war with my heartstrings And the cords are wearing thin When I am with you my heart grows wings, But this is the hardest place I've ever been. One moment everything is right side up The next it's all upside down Some days I'm beautiful without makeup, And others I'm the clown. I am not made of glass, I was created in stone I won't shatter, but I can break Glued back together one too many times so the crack aren't shown. I can't let you see the broken, so I cover up the ache Of how much it hurts that you keep me hidden Because I've done that to myself countless times, I've never been one to take what isn't given But I don't want to settle for what I don't deserve sometimes. I'm constantly being pulled this way and that My mind is always racing, keeping me wide awake Caught between standing up for myself or laying down flat. I feel like there's so much at stake... From butterflies to footprints, Long goodbyes to a quick nod From loud and clear to subtle hints All while believing this was an act of God Everything feels backwards, like a time warp through space I keep trying to find a place to get a grip, But it's all out of place And my hands are starting to slip... Will you stand there and watch me fall Or hold on tight and let me in? I think we can make it through it all, Forever connected by our miracle within. But how will things turn out? Something I wish I knew I have faith that things will come about The way that they were always meant to. And everything will be just fine...
chelsea-molin
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28/F/American
Apr 3, 2021
Apr 3, 2021 at 1:21 PM UTC
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