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Unfamiliar
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Chains I told them my favorite color
has always been the rain
my favorite sound was silence
when no one had anything to say.
My room was a dark closet
it was my hiding place
no one could find me there
no one recognized my face.
It was exciting to start over
I never felt so brand new
a world that never saw me before
a friendship planted already grew.
Sometimes I feel like a flower
trying to sprout through the sidewalk crack
sometimes I feel like falling into a black hole
and never finding a way back.
I'm no longer scared of the unfamiliar
I made friends with the shadow on my wall
everything will turn out one way or another
It's better than never changing at all.
I like it, I can relate to
I like it, I can relate to some of those feelings, =)