I bloomed because I needed to evolve. Writing was my way of getting comfortable with my own self. So bloom in every single way to become a better version of you, for you.
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Beneath the surface of redemption I'm floating around it Waiting to wake up and realize My lack of happiness is there Since my eyes can see colors The emptiness filling my soul is gray It seems that I can't cry Dry tears are running down everyday But no one can see it But I can't feel it Whenever I look at the mirror My reflection is not there So my soul is trying to cross that surface Although the redemption seems so far from me What's hidden behind me? Why am I trapped in this box? So I pour all my feelings into thoughts But they don't seem to be clear And so I'm waiting here, to finally shed a tear Beneath the surface of redemption.
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Follows the sympathy of the heart Turning around and seeing the world as a scary place Suddenly you realize, it's all in your head As you walk through the woods, you fight with those trees You can't remember anything the next day Flowers are dying and dry leaves are painting your ground So you know, you might lost it all And seek and run for help, dark wings are growing on your back Your smile cracks, bleeding eyes praying for forgiveness A monster you become, and your soul kills a child Once a bright green forest, now is a dead land of sadness People come, they tell you how they measure your value Sitting in the middle of your disaster, you don't know what to do Rather, you cry in desperation, dry as a desert
Follows the sympathy of the heart Someone is telling you the reality, what you have done How you have hurt, how far you came Such a blind spirit, need no guidance, just need to rest A disgusting being, never had to be born You believe in those words, you create them by yourself What is true? Friends are showing support, you try to cut those wings They are still growing, now, inside of your chest But you manage to fix that smile, you can't give love yet And the guilt is becoming a constant companion You can't see your face anymore Living until death claims you
Follows the sympathy of the heart How long has it been since you last fell in love? They hurt you, yet you were out there Kissing trees instead of killing them What happened? People can't help you unless you help yourself But you can't even stand up, you are attached To appreciate the slow motion of a deadly life The end is coming, you are able to choose what side you are going to fight for But you've got no time And the past is already swallowing your soul All you have now, is saving yourself.
