Hit me,
then tell me not to cry.
With all these bruises in my mind
I tried to hide
The increasing tide
Hit me, like your life depends on it
The corection of the wrong.
Discipline, is what they call it
To show it
To make you stronger they say
So, Hit me like it's the end of me
No more tears left in me
Tick skin developed
No wonder it is ice
Cold
Gold and bold
Trying to hold my sanity
To not let it become the dead of me
Hit me like it's your future
Hit me like its the truth
Hit me cause words ain't enough
Hit me cause that's your hands are for
Hit me cause my back won't break.
I won't break cause many things has already been broken in me
Hit me cause there's nothing left to break
The innocence is gone
my pride is gone
Little by little is coming back up
So hit me hard and don't forget that I'm stronger than you.
~TINS~
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Things I've never said
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