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Breathe
- When I was a girl I thought I had nothing,
- No hope for what I would do when I could
- get the chance to get out in the world to make myself something
- Told myself that being alone wasn't that bad,
- That fake friends fake words was all the other kids had
- I told myself that I managed, I was tolerated
- That following rules made my existence substantiated
- That getting good grades meant that I was validated
- That other people were just too damn complicated
- And I would read books to bide my time and just dream
- Of a place where I could just be and just breathe
- I ran away, flew so high above reality
- Lost sense of what was left of my personality
- Being true to yourself was for people who had worth
- As far as I knew, everyone else should come first
- And thats how I chose to live my life
- Someone's sister or daughter till I was someone's wife
- Because if during the day, I could get someone to see me
- as normal, then at night I could let go and just breathe
- Fast forward and it seems like talking is getting harder
- Every conversation and I'm just a lamb for slaughter
- Because my mind feel's like its going a mile a minute
- But it's missing that key to working right, its not in it
- Try to survive, emulate the people around me
- I hate every moment but I need something to ground me
- I'll learn the right things to say, the right thing to be
- And at night I can scream and cry and just breathe.
- But maybe there's just too much that's wrong
- Maybe there's never be a place where I belong
- I find a guy, make myself someone he wants to own
- So at least if I die lost in my thoughts, I'm not alone
- Three years I live for him, ride or die
- Never spoke for myself, and no one asked me why
- Truth was I just needed a reason to live and see
- He gave me that, even if I wasn't free to breathe
- But it all came down to me in the end
- I was without a soul a heart a mind a friend
- I left my love buried in the ground
- Felt the world I had built come crashing down
- All the hatred I built over 19 years, screaming
- Bitch cunt fat whore fucking queer
- I let the words run through me once free
- I didn't chain them up, I just let them fuckin breathe
- Being empty is a remarkable thing
- Because whats let then you're at the bottom is fucking everything
- My motivation was to live life like there's no fucking heaven
- Cuz heaven's for hetero's and oops, guess I ain't one of em
- So it's back to page one, can't sit still, feels like my nerves
- Are on fire with missing actions and unspoken words
- Cause the planet is fucking immense, and I can't stay shy
- Like I don't have a million things to see and do before I die
- My legacy, a thing that will live only for two or three generations
- before it dies. But a legacy can live on in the earth, in the particles you move
- and the thoughts that you think before you sink into ashes. And on my
- dying breath will be words meant only for myself, and they will be free.
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