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Lydia Henderson
insecurity

Human

I don’t cry anymore
I ran out of tears
I cried ‘em all before
now there’s only fears

I fear appearing weak
and showing I am real
I hate my human streak
and the ability to feel

my life just exploded
it’s gone up in flames
my head just imploded
from all your mind games

when life has me down
I cut my skin
and with a deep frown
I hope my life will begin


 
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