Tuesday, August 3, 2010

There's a hole in my arm, cash goes in
and love secretes out
But the voices in my head,
Nothing will keep them down

...and I can hide from my sadness
I can hide from the way I look
I can hide from them, and all those
horrible things they said

I can hide from the endless,
sorrow that I felt
But I can never hide from
Myself.

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