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you break your neck and waste your breath to prove to them that you can be the best. you hate yourself and change yourself just so you could shine from all the rest. but don't you think it's gone to far? you act like this is all part of the test. your not sure who you really are. the scars they've left imprinted on your chest. but it's what you wanted the whole time. just to hope they'd change their minds. to the response you wish to find. 'till nothing else seems clear. suffocated with old fears. you run away from trouble fast. you never stay to face up to your flaws. you never learned from what has passed. you put your gaurd to keep you from their claws. you're troubled, weak, and frightened now. you'll never reach to make very far. you never stopped to wonder how you never seen how scared you really are. but it's what you wanted the whole time. just to hope they'd change their minds. to the response you wish to find. 'till nothing else seems clear. suffocated with old fears.
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Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 2:01 AM UTC
Old Fears
you break your neck and waste your breath to prove to them that you can be the best. you hate yourself and change yourself just so you could shine from all the rest. but don't you think it's gone to far? you act like this is all part of the test. your not sure who you really are. the scars they've left imprinted on your chest. but it's what you wanted the whole time. just to hope they'd change their minds. to the response you wish to find. 'till nothing else seems clear. suffocated with old fears. you run away from trouble fast. you never stay to face up to your flaws. you never learned from what has passed. you put your gaurd to keep you from their claws. you're troubled, weak, and frightened now. you'll never reach to make very far. you never stopped to wonder how you never seen how scared you really are. but it's what you wanted the whole time. just to hope they'd change their minds. to the response you wish to find. 'till nothing else seems clear. suffocated with old fears.
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Aug 26, 2014
Aug 26, 2014 at 2:01 AM UTC
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