i've been playing hidden-go-seek for far to long
as i slowly became the shadows i've been running from
arms out wide like how a mother calls her baby as she takes her first steps
only this time there's no joy in the action i do
only a survival skill i've learned over the years
my heart beating through my chest
'Hush' i whisper to myself as i try to calm the drums within me
i hear the gun go off into the sky slowly signaling that one has made it out alive
sometimes i think i should just let them have me
i mean it's not like i'll make out anyway
but then again i made a promise - i swore to keep
pinks and all with a six year old me
man was i dumb
so hidden go seek i shall play
even if it is me i'll give away
as the shadows slowly became me
i guess i'll never let go of my childish games
as much as i try, but this one's just got me hooked...
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Whispers To The Stars
PoetryGone Five... Five seconds is all it takes Four... Four seconds is all I have Three... Three seconds to say you love me Two.... Two seconds to say goodbye One.... One second before I WAS
