Your world was built
from things that you lived.
The past grew strong
and you grew very scarred.
And you tried to run
still you would sink.
You got scared
and you simply gave up.
You tried to learn
from all your pain,
but throughout your life
pain was all that you kept.
You learned the whip
would hurt so bad,
you closed your eyes
never caring to heal.
And then you'd cry
And then blame me
For what you've lived
As if I was the one who made you weak
I tried to share
the things that I've learned,
attempting to help you
to meet a new world.
But my mistake
was to believe
I could help someone
that just didn't care
Then it was me
who learned from your pain,
from all this darkness
surrounding your soul.
All of your thorns
and all of your blades
were there to stop me
and to murder my will
And then you'd cry
And say you're proud
Of what you're now
As if you had learned anything from it
And you will cry
You'll say you tried
You will believe
Your own lies.
You will deny
Your lack of will
You will sustain
The world in your head
All made from deceit

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