I Wear Brand New Skin
The growing up part
was hard enough
without breaking my heart
The walls I built to support me
were never really strong
collaspsing at the seems
Life continued and went on
The world would keep on spinning
But my innocence was gone
Although I suffered through so much
It was all part of growing up
Now I open my eyes to a world full of light
It's...
Thursday 7th May 2015 11:33 pm
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