Shook Up
I think about my past
and I hoped that it wouldn't last
but... I have changed people, places, and things
and still things aren't what they seem
looking into my eyes and still wanting to see me hurt just like "Just Cause"
so I still sit in a pause motion
hiding my emotions
took, shook up
with little luck
or is that still my "Mistaking Identity"
still having to show I.D
who would want to be me
Not even me
Suffering in silent
with the rage inside me
Hiding...
Lurking...
waiting...
for the day I will explode
Copyright © April Walter Skyy | Year Posted 2015
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