I think a lot about running away
She said
This weight above my head has gotten hard
Too heavy too hold

I feel locked out in the cold
The nights are long
I don't belong
Sitting home all alone
I have no choice
I have no voice
They were taken long ago
I cease to accept that I don't exist to them

She's pretty in pictures
But who would ever figure
That something wasn't right there all along
She dreams of a world where beauty is more than skin-deep
She's hoping maybe one day we'll realize they're all wrong

I think a lot about running away
She said
This part of me is dead
Do they even know my name
Or realize I am the same

Lost all of them
I can't pretend I don't feel the sting of what they said
It hurts so bad
It's hard to ignore
It takes all I have, then more
I cease to accept that I don't exist to them

No one ever wants to be alone
Maybe one day we'll realize we're all wrong


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