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Cocoon

Cocoon
By Kevin Robey
July 7, 2014

All my fake angels scratching walls
And they're locked up down the hall
All my diseased cells crying out
I'm digging graves for the devout

I'm coming back to simpler times
When secret dreams were not a crime 
The imagery that once kept me warm 
Approaching thunder within the storm

I wish I could've chosen between a boy or girl
Or at least had a say who I was in this world 
Instead, they cast my mold in black and white 
Told me to act like a man and I'd be alright 

The crushing truth to know at ten
I would never be that pure again 
But still I tried to make them proud
To be just another face in the crowd 

So what is the truth, the final score?
I wish I could say the same as before 
At least have a clue so I could tell you
The road that I'll take to forget what I knew 

So maybe...just maybe one day I'll say 
I found a way to live through the day
For once, I'll live for my sake; not yours
And I'll look brand new; fake angels no more

[listening to "Ocean", by Against Me!]

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