I'm sick and tired of being locked away.
Like the bad grade you can't show your parents.
Or that piece of art you hate.
I'm nothing but a secret shoved away in the back of your closet,
Slowly rotting away.
I'm sick and tired of being left in the dark
Like you're afraid to admit to everything
And speak aloud to everyone.
I'm sick of it all.
Are you ashamed? Is that it?
Do you wish that I was someone else?
Are you afraid? Is that it?!
Just admit to it and I swear everything will be okay!
I don't want to be another skeleton locked away,
Another secret that won't ever see the light of day.
Let me out!
Let me breathe!
Let me speak what I want to speak!
Set me free...
Jul 31, 2013
Jul 31, 2013 at 5:59 PM UTC
I'm sick and tired of being locked away.
Like the bad grade you can't show your parents.
Or that piece of art you hate.
I'm nothing but a secret shoved away in the back of your closet,
Slowly rotting away.
I'm sick and tired of being left in the dark
Like you're afraid to admit to everything
And speak aloud to everyone.
I'm sick of it all.
Are you ashamed? Is that it?
Do you wish that I was someone else?
Are you afraid? Is that it?!
Just admit to it and I swear everything will be okay!
I don't want to be another skeleton locked away,
Another secret that won't ever see the light of day.
Let me out!
Let me breathe!
Let me speak what I want to speak!
Set me free...
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