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The lock on my mouth tightens My ears turn red Like the tied knots in my stomach All the dripping sweat… The hard work goes to waste Fear stares me in the face How I dread that bitter taste All I hear is that **** beating Questions and Questions Mexican? American? Hispanic? Chicano? Latino? I say neither The lock on my mouth tightens Insecurities and bruises underneath my skin You’re not good enough or smart enough Stop trying, there’s no such thing as luck So buckle up This road I take isn’t easy I see yellow, brown, and black But I don’t forget the clouds above are White It’s time for change I say Course after course Finding pieces to my key My consciousness now aware I’m brilliant Now I begin to believe and see The lock on my mouth opens I can finally hear my voice breathe I say “It’s interesting you feel that way” Now it’s my turn to speak.
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Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 12:17 AM UTC
Hear my voice
The lock on my mouth tightens My ears turn red Like the tied knots in my stomach All the dripping sweat… The hard work goes to waste Fear stares me in the face How I dread that bitter taste All I hear is that **** beating Questions and Questions Mexican? American? Hispanic? Chicano? Latino? I say neither The lock on my mouth tightens Insecurities and bruises underneath my skin You’re not good enough or smart enough Stop trying, there’s no such thing as luck So buckle up This road I take isn’t easy I see yellow, brown, and black But I don’t forget the clouds above are White It’s time for change I say Course after course Finding pieces to my key My consciousness now aware I’m brilliant Now I begin to believe and see The lock on my mouth opens I can finally hear my voice breathe I say “It’s interesting you feel that way” Now it’s my turn to speak.
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Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 12:17 AM UTC
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