Though they say
its OK, to be afraid,
I'm standing here in the dark
My pulse is racing and so is my heart,
And i don't know what to do
to make those simple
words come true
it's OK its what they say
I hear it every single day,
But do they don't know what
i go through......
what i go through,
I'm drowning in a sea of lies,
I'm tired of the tears I've cried
they stain my soul
Keeping me in the dark
not letting go
not letting go...
it's OK its what they say
I hear it every single day,
But do they don't know what
i go through......
what i go through,
It's OK it's what they say
to me
But they'll never know..
What they see
isn't me
cause I'm in the dark and i can't get out
so i know with out a doubt
it isn't me
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i just got this urge to write, hope its good:)
couldn't get a good title though
