From Down Below

kinda nervous

a little closed in one knows it...

my heads in a spin

the walls are up

the gloves are on

ill fight to the end

to the end of no end

my heart goes cold

as he says the word no

i begin to mold

into something i never wished

i never wanted to be

always believed it couldnt happen to me

one by one

the days go by

bitterness envelopes within

the skys gone dark

the clouds gone grey

all i need is that one sunny day

i walk through the shadows

unnoticed by many

cept those lurking with me


not quite ready

but me, so deep down

its hard to breath

presure so intense

that ive lost that sense

that 6th sense

the one called love

the one everyone has

way up above

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