My violent reactions
Are scars of my actions
Distant and cruel
Never felt such frustration
How far to go
Cuts across my face
It doesn’t show
No sorrow to erase
Wake up
The flood leaves no trace
Wake up
You’ll get kicked in the face
The words you ignore
Are the ones that hurt
Your stupid mistakes
Are my favourite time
Torn between saints and demons
Your stories are riddles to me
Like separate seasons
There’s no reason to choose
Confusion roams
In the soul of the darkest
Caught in ice
Stuck there for years
Wake up
You’re late
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