It spreads

Inside Out

The desperation it gives
It doesn’t care if I live
And the hopes you are so taken with
I’ve refused to take in

The meaning is so weak
It cannot stand alone
It cannot see, hear or speak
It cannot ever know

Wasn’t I stronger than my shame?
Didn’t I forget their names?
There is no spell within my eyes
I see it’s all a show

And those watching already know
They’ve turned me inside out
The ways I’ve let them keep me down…
Those better reasons I’ve not found


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