Them.

by Marie   Feb 9, 2008


They look at you
Whispering
Something isn't right
That's what they see through your sight
They want to know everything
Hurt, lie, they'd do anything
You cry, you're down
They keep pushing you around
And they still want more
They want you on the floor

They love to manipulate
You try to hide but it's too late
They're looking at your wrists
Not missing a chance to diss
Now you just want to disapear
But they will find you, feel your fear
They're laughing, it kills you
You have no clue what to do

You wonder what your life is all about
It will change, there's no doubt
You know you're different
Don't want them to know you're ashamed
Now all you can hope for
Is for them to set you free
From the hell they made you live
And finally let you be

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