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Sometimes there are other means

And different motives behind dreams

Still sometimes I have to wonder

How I got this far underneath

There are things I never would have known

And places that I could only dream to go

There is a quilt of life upon my bed

Each square has a story sewn into it by lead

I know what it feels like to be defeated

And I can never forget about how I’ve been treated

Behind these blue eyes

Is the hardest place to vanquish lies

There are stories that cannot be told

Simply because of the horrendous acts they sold

The things they said to me were quite bold

But I never knew the meanings until I got “old”

I have no regrets

We left everything behind at the steps

I have no guilt embedded into my heart

There is no pain and nothing to start

Can you find a place

That you could easily erase

Mistakes of a long forgotten past

Feelings of being numb inside cannot be cast

Away with the rest of my fears

The tragic cycle that began during these years

All the mistakes are over and gone

Now is the time for me to move on

But still I feel numb inside

Is there a place where I don’t have to hide

Rules are always so hard to abide

Sometimes it’s hard to find people to confide

And trusted enough to call a friend

A friend is someone who will help end

The struggles and all the pain

That can sometimes be enough to drive you insane

This is what I have forgotten

Any love could be begotten

I want to take back my life

And stop living in the misty dark strife

There is no turning back now

You reap what you sew

So now I’ll go below

Come hell or high water

I know that I am a daughter

Also a lover, a sister, and friend to slaughter

But still the innocent blood that was shed here today

Could cause anyone to change their ways

But listen to the words you suffocate me with

I refuse to die and give in to your demands

No longer will I roam alone in the sands.