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Broken Dreams

Standing in the place I once called Once was a shelter now seems like a cage I can not escape and all the memories, securities , and familiarities have been transformed into broken dreams, home I never knew that child you wanted me be other than the beauty you passed to me there was no other similiarities. you are the one who can achieve anything . you aim to please. I couldnt curve sensitivities that were only tantrums and not a part of me . get over it mask my past just put on a pretty face im told to mask my past and put on a pretty smile silencing inner turmoil looking like a happy child No acceptance for the little girl you knew was different you found contentment in my silence still no resentment I still cant let em see a tear I keep my commitment all these broken dreams Lost in a confused mentality the diagnosis was rather hopeless in my lifes analogy my father an incredible actor I was not a factor support was mere rehearsals while preparing a speech and after the curtains last call I couldn't pay him to call which never made me feel small cause in my broken dreams im dADDYS lil angel his one and all

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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