The Unspoken
Psychologist or therapist is what I want to be
I want to go and help those in need
Teenagers like me you see
We have a voice we can't speak
We have a hart it's always broken
Wanting to be loved without earning a token
We're always making decisions
Based off of others recognition
Always giving freedom but lacking to get it back
Forced to be leaders but are we ever followed
A hart of gold locked in stone key never to be found
We need help don't know how to ask
Covered in scars with things from the past
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