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Hidden If I don't get to sleep tonight madness sets in with the Dawn of daylight. I shall try to slow down my mind, till sleep I find touches my eyes. Stop the thoughts that keep me awake and walk the road fate leads me to take. At first sunlight unravel the web, that truth has spun. Still waters i tread. They know, I don't. Stop I wont! Lies from the past turn into now, locked up, let out, sleep, don't shout. Hurt in my mind, no memories I find, but ones of mysteries of life unkind. All I need is to hear the words, that must be unspoken and never heard. They say the truth shall set you free, but I hear no one talking to me. Should I believe, why do they deceive? How long? Forever mad thoughts I conceive. WHO WHY WHEN HOW STOP TIME SEE NOW Light from the sun, slow down, don't run. The truth I seek has just begun. What would happen if my thoughts became true? Did you tell me when I asked You? I am a hostage to locked up lies. Seeing myself spin as time it does fly. I remember. You do. You don't. never to ask again I won't. I guess it is up to me, the truth my eyes are never to see. So many questions, so many lies, that start me spinning with the blink of an eye. Paper trails at my feet. What’s the secret fear wants you to keep? This is my life but they hold the key, that will never be turned for me. How do they look into my eyes, and shrug off the pain they force me to hide. Skeletons in closets. Scars inside. Who paid for me to take this ride? Innocence taken whilst asleep. Do they hear red memories creep? If I am never again to ask, will they forever wear this mask? Who will be the last one to know, that I found the answers not shown. Written by Jodie Williams on the 14/02/2011.

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