Change
Shots rang out but there's no gun
Still you hurt on everyone
In your soul the sparks are good
You are not even trying
You feel the knife in your gut
You are scared of what you want
You bite your lip and hold your tongue
What are you hiding
We got tired of your charms
Tired of your false alarms
You are just a book that never turns it's page
You can stand on the edge shouting out that you are ready to change
You can say what you want
You will not jump
You are not ready to change
Copyright © Cobus Du Toit | Year Posted 2018
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