Breaking Out
I write to relive the pain that's inside
To express all the feelings that i hide
You don't understand and you never will
you move too fast and i stand too still
Never once wondering what it's like to feel
control and discipline to close at your heel
never crying or cracking a smile
too worried about the working style
completely the opposite, how did it come to be
that someone so regimented is related to me
I enjoy what I do, it's my life and my passion
but it's not your style, it's not in fashion
irrelevant, unimportant, stop it you say
but as long as my hands work you wont have your way
you can scream and you can shout
but you don't understand what I'm about
to write is everything, always in my dreams
more difficult to achieve than it really seems
it's the effect you put in that really counts
So now it seems the end. I'm breaking out
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