Early morning
Heads starts rolling.
Low self esteem has got ahold of me.
Questioning myself
For the reasons why
I cry inside
Make bad decisions
Allow my thoughts to escape,
Putting myself in predicaments
Which makes me look weak then things get turned around from the masses that lurk around outside.
That's why I choose to hide.
I don't want anybody to see the darkness when they look into my eyes.
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