#Dear person
That stinging feeling in your chest
That overwhelming fear of death
That demon in your head
Let's put it all to rest
If you ask me
I can tell you stories with no end
And just before "hate" was about to bend
They tell you heart is not to mend
Seal your lips —let's pretend
You and me, us
We're the tribe here to suffer
It gets lonely, but you're tougher
Speak the truth, why you muffle?
"Always happy" is for the bluffer
Hear me out here today
When you lose and there's nothing to say
Raise you head, life's a play
You need to fight for it to pay
Be prepared —because it may..
You're the ashes but in a golden tray
Feel the difference, feel it here
You're not deep
Oh but –you're oceans away
Far from reach because you fly
Your conscience will remain
Out of dozens, because you were sane
Always picked on, felt the pain
Stand high, don't be tamed
Enjoy the storm —let it rain#
Jul 26, 2018
Jul 26, 2018 at 6:35 AM UTC
#Dear person
That stinging feeling in your chest
That overwhelming fear of death
That demon in your head
Let's put it all to rest
If you ask me
I can tell you stories with no end
And just before "hate" was about to bend
They tell you heart is not to mend
Seal your lips —let's pretend
You and me, us
We're the tribe here to suffer
It gets lonely, but you're tougher
Speak the truth, why you muffle?
"Always happy" is for the bluffer
Hear me out here today
When you lose and there's nothing to say
Raise you head, life's a play
You need to fight for it to pay
Be prepared —because it may..
You're the ashes but in a golden tray
Feel the difference, feel it here
You're not deep
Oh but –you're oceans away
Far from reach because you fly
Your conscience will remain
Out of dozens, because you were sane
Always picked on, felt the pain
Stand high, don't be tamed
Enjoy the storm —let it rain#
