I shouldn’t know this would turn out this way,
Having the urge to cry,
But scared of what the people would say.
And so I stand five feet behind the group,
Scared to call home not knowing where the conversation could lead
So there I was on Halloween night,
The kids were scared of ghosts but I stood unfazed,
Overwhelmed with the fear inside myself,
Using my phone as my lifeline,
Begging for someone to answer my distress calls
But when they don’t I won’t be surprised,
There I was on Halloween night…
Jun 5, 2020
Jun 5, 2020 at 2:46 PM UTC
I shouldn’t know this would turn out this way,
Having the urge to cry,
But scared of what the people would say.
And so I stand five feet behind the group,
Scared to call home not knowing where the conversation could lead
So there I was on Halloween night,
The kids were scared of ghosts but I stood unfazed,
Overwhelmed with the fear inside myself,
Using my phone as my lifeline,
Begging for someone to answer my distress calls
But when they don’t I won’t be surprised,
There I was on Halloween night…
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