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I grew up a coward who went through fighting Scattering her own future with petty insecurities Could never relate to the "too cool" youth Too busy bumpin and grindin, hiding their crying "Too cool" to feel, I could never relate Because I simply cannot seal my emotions My emotions constantly get the best of me I could go from crying to laughing in a matter of 1, 2, 3 Growing up with a gift so unique It could only be seen within me Turning my pain into ink The ink representing my sorrows I learned to turn feeling into art Because pain is the greatest form of art there is A great way to cope and heal A great way to recover and feel A way to let it out in a way so beautiful it just might give you hope for the brighter side of things
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Sep 20, 2015
Sep 20, 2015 at 12:22 AM UTC
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I grew up a coward who went through fighting Scattering her own future with petty insecurities Could never relate to the "too cool" youth Too busy bumpin and grindin, hiding their crying "Too cool" to feel, I could never relate Because I simply cannot seal my emotions My emotions constantly get the best of me I could go from crying to laughing in a matter of 1, 2, 3 Growing up with a gift so unique It could only be seen within me Turning my pain into ink The ink representing my sorrows I learned to turn feeling into art Because pain is the greatest form of art there is A great way to cope and heal A great way to recover and feel A way to let it out in a way so beautiful it just might give you hope for the brighter side of things
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Sep 20, 2015
Sep 20, 2015 at 12:22 AM UTC
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