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I can tell you that everything is fine when inside my world is crumbling to pieces.

I can pretend that the bruises aren't there anymore and tell you it doesn't hurt.

I can tell you all my secrets and I still won't feel any better inside or out.



Can't you see that freedomn is calling my name, whispering to my soul.

Can't you just please let me go? Stop holding on to me, I can't be helped.

Can't you see the pain behind my eyes, the tears I cry at night?



And now you know the truth I am only trying to say goodbye.

And now I show you my fear of losing my own life to myself.

And now I am pleading silently for your help to make it all go away.



I lower my head in shame knowing that the choices I make aren't right.

I lower my head in shame because of everything in my life that has happened.

I lower my head in shame because I feel as I am a whore hiding in the darkness.



Since the color of my skin is as it is you can't see the bruises they create.

Since you can't see the things that I see I am helpless through the night.

Since you try to understand I try to help but everything is so complicated.



Now I stand before you exposed in unwanted desire, exposed in my darkness.

Now I stand before you shaking, crying in despair, begging for something unknown.

Now I stand before you, looking you in the eyes, knowing that soon my time is up.



All the pain inside will never fade away I want you to know that, yet I still hide behind my smile.

All the cuts that I create for myself will never go away, that is all that I can handle.

All the people that love me will always love me, I will forever love them to, but I must let go.



I thought that just maybe once you could help me, but I was sadly mistaken.

I thought that just maybe once that I would be free, but I am always stripped of my dignity.

I thought that just maybe once that I could be happy, but now that I'm dead I will never know.



~*~Kesha~*~