10 years since I fled oppression disguised as a haven of love 5 years since I made the decision that I would be more than enough 15 years unsure of my value as hard as I tried to believe 10 years searching for the answer 5 years digging deeper for truth
10 years since I've seen my own blood rush from wounds caused by my own hands 5 years since I've known deprivation perfecting the balancing act
15 years at war with my body transfixed by each tiny molecule 10 years of compiled anxious moments 5 years to unlearn all the rules I made with my starving brain designed to take me away from reality
Five ten fifteen time tends to erase pathways drawn in our minds Be patient now for there are no straight lines but you'll make it out of the maze alive you will make it out you will make it out if it takes five years… it could take ten… You will make it outTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
