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Your thoart's so heavy...feels like a knot that won't stop tieing...
Your eyes give birth to tears...that won't stop falling...
It hurts so you bite your bottom lip...to keep from screaming...
You always moved from home to home...you thought it was over...
But the past comes to repeat itself...and they always choose you...
They love you...they hate you...you are thier teasure...you are thier pain...
And no matter what you do...what you say...it'll all stay the same...
So into the dark corners of your mind you must go...to hide from demons that haunt
You will laugh...you will cry...you will nod your head and smile...but it will always be there...
The guilt...the shame...the false hope...the surrow
You will stand your ground...And become the person you want to become...
And they will jab and pick at everything you are...and belittle you...

Under the rug
Never on the surface

But you feel it...everytime...
Stay true to you...because one day...sadly...they will not be there...
And all you will have is thier memory...and what you fought so hard to uptain...
The person you are becoming is up to you...and you alone...