Playing in the backgroundThe voices merge into oneAnd the world was rightThere Is no place to hideIn darkness and in lightShe can pick you upOr tie you downWhatever the moodSmothered poor little manYour gonna have to put upFight if you wanna surviveTired of being weak and shyObserved and deniedEvery goddamn timeSo hard to step outsideI'm monitored,measuredOverly critical measuring mySteps Like they were milesFocus less on selfI will crawl to surviveAnd to cover my tracksLong sleeved all the timeWake up make-upDismiss the factsCause it's easier to buryMyself than put myselfOur there so easily attackedSo I hide.so I hideLimping off with a mixedUp thoughts never knowingWhat I can do to bring a littleNormalcy into my warped mindShowing my teeth and breakingAll ties only my illnessSurvives to defend itself whenPut to the test and it lets meDown every timeBite by bite
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