Can't you hear
Thesencerity in my voice
Because it seems
everithing that
comes accross
Is recieved as white noise
Sick and tired
fom bashing my head
Against your brick walls
Down and broken
Overburdened
by your pass tolls
you deception
only led
to miss conception
yo pass by,
but i don't care'about direction
As I'm looking at the mirror
All I see is just reflection
Just the outside...
All the feelings abd emotions
Get hidden in translation
I'm not lookingfor understanding
So as you stand pretending that yo get it
Jst stop the act and forget it
and unlike yo I don't regret it
You took matirial possessions
You even took my broken pieces
But what yo can never have is me
/my wings are spread ... I am set free
And as I'm soaring thru this life
I don't regret the steapened price
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