its a song not a poem...Sins

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  1. Mya

    Mya Well-Known Member

    i watch the walls close in, sufficating me for my every sin, what could i possibly have done to make these walls close in?
    I yell,
    I screem,
    I cuss,
    because i can and will,
    all you who try to controll me can go to hell!
    dont you understand me?
    dont you want to try?
    get inside my brain and figure out why,
    im going crazy,
    my mind is sliping away,
    i see things i shouldn't see,
    each and every day!
    i watch the walls close in, sufficating me for my every sin, what could i possibly have done to make these walls close in?
    these sins are burning me,
    from the inside out,
    im roastin,
    im toastin,
    burnin' from the in-side-out!
    (slower)i watch the walls close in,
    sufficating me for my every sin,
    the walls,
    the walls,
    the walls are closing in! (pause)
    (quietly) help, i cant breath...
    (pause, back to normal)
    THE WALLS ARE TOO CLOSE!
    i watch the walls close in, sufficating me for my every sin, what could i possibly have done to make these walls close in?
    what could i have done...
     
  2. I sing, hum, wail along with you - what could we have done?

    Nothing

    I'm sure...

    I'm sure.





    But we write, and are witness...



    FAL1
     
  3. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Alumni SF Supporter

    I like this :heart:
     
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