My life is a prison
There is no hope of getting out of it
Stuck between four walls
I don't know what I'm choosing
I want good but i sow evil things
I beg my heart to be stoned
But it is so soft to break easily
My scars tell me what I'm really is
My wounds tell me what I'm really is
My scars and wounds are internal
So, people can't say me what I'm really is
But God knows what am i really is
He wants me come out of,
Fear, anxiety, depression, pain
He broke that walls
He is taking my life and shaping it out
He is true beloved one i got.
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