My heart- already gutted
My soul was wounded
Memories- undying nightmare
What I feels no one care
No one knew that I had inside
Worst temper, hided tears
Wounds I cannot reveal
Deep scars I always feel
Many eyes though they stare
This life for me is a dare
Perhaps my heart cannot obey
Dying softly unaware
Until the day you shall return
Foreign feeling might takeover
You might ask perhaps that while
Through those years how've been I?
I'm proud to answer a liar smile.
My soul was wounded
Memories- undying nightmare
What I feels no one care
No one knew that I had inside
Worst temper, hided tears
Wounds I cannot reveal
Deep scars I always feel
Many eyes though they stare
This life for me is a dare
Perhaps my heart cannot obey
Dying softly unaware
Until the day you shall return
Foreign feeling might takeover
You might ask perhaps that while
Through those years how've been I?
I'm proud to answer a liar smile.
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