I grew up in a house pink and small
I stayed there to crawl
Learned to walk
And I learned to talkThe fear installed for a year
You didn’t want to see a tear
What else can a child do when he’s hurt?
What else can a child do when he’s scared?And if a song can break the curse
It might as well be for this verseAfter everything that I’ve been through
I have the right to say what’s on my mind
What I know and what I knew
A cry with the sound of the windBecause no matter how much I cry
I won’t see the truth in your lie
Because no matter how much I hurt
You’ll still leave me in the dirtYou separated once and for all
It wouldn’t be the last time I fall
Divided childhoods
Lived in my home and practically in the woodsTwo homes, two lives, two truths
No proofs
One justice never served
Now you get what you deservedI really thought I could break free
But then you came back for me
Kept me captive for so long
But you were wrong, cause I am strongAnd when this song will break the curse
It might as well be for this verseAfter everything that I’ve been through
I have the right to say what’s on my mind
What I know and what I knew
A cry with the sound of the windWith the sound of the wind
The sound of the windBecause no matter how much I speak
You won’t be the one I seek
Because no matter how much you try
I know I’ll be in peace tonight, watching the sky
2021
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Song compilation
PoetryJust some random songs I wrote. Felt like posting some of them here so here you go!