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Life Summed Up
Why do wear those clothes?
Why must you be this way?
Why cause such a hassle?
Why are you so distant?
These questions you ask, this sentence I reply:
Save you take me waiting for some ink to dry!
Do you hold a grudge?
Do you still feel anger?
Do you still sense danger?
Do these marks mean a thing?
These words you wonder, I fire back
Only qualm I have makes my eyes turn red and my throat turn black.
You hunt me with your questions
You haunt me with the memories they bring
Then you blame me when you see the pain still stings
You need counseling
Those ‘doctors’ want to lock me up
You have to do something
I don’t want to be all tied up
What’s wrong with you?
I don’t know how to explain
Can’t you see my patience is through?
Can’t you see you cause me pain?
Why can’t you explain what you are?
I do, I scream is from afar.
I can see it in your eyes, you aren’t proud of what you see
Neither am I, but I’m trying to be!
You once showed you didn’t want me
Cast me aside… you disowned me.
Tossed me to my wicked father, ‘good-bye, Ravyn… go away!’
Maybe I shouldn’t have cried, and instead begged you to stay?
Now you’re back… and I’m fading away?
It isn’t your fault.
It’s no one’s fault.
Don’t let anyone blame you.
Don’t let them say they know what I’m going through
You don’t understand, but at least you did once try.
There are times when I don’t even know why I cry
My answers are vague, I still hide from you
I know this to be real, I know it’s true.
I’m ‘flawed’, so they say
And I must say, though I know you’ll worry
I swear I’m OK
And I am… sorry