I told you it's not my choice,
But I'm a small voice.
You judge me, you break me, you tell me I'm fake me, your words making me anxious.
Cause I'm on this edge,
Feeling like I'm crumbling.
This fear, these tears, I can't clear, I can't breathe.
Cause you say I'm looking for attention,
You say I'm searching tension.
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Words By An Unknown Girl
Poesía《 Words written by a quite, unknown, puzzled girl with a lot of things to say.. 》 Self-Written, Trigger warning...
