you stab me in the back, but i dont hold it in
i continue to bleed, it's okay
coz wound might deal, eventhough the scar remains
i keep my mouth shut, but eyes are wide open
i notice everything, but i pretend that i dont
i'm not stupid, but old enough for this ****
i'm giving in but please beware, i warn you
you're unconsciously touching my limits
mirror yourself and ask "is it worth to stay?"
choose to stay out, or you'll stuck in emotions
stop those unneeded kindness, which are unnecessary
coz your line might be barred,
or you might lose the grid TRUST.
you choose, coz i take pride on my scars.