Memories
Memories My brain is confused Images are going through my mind I see moments of me getting bruised It hurts my heart and I go blind The shelves of my brain are messy I can’t clean them, I’m to weak When those memories are facing me They make me feel like a freak. Memories are cruel They’re breaking the rules They’re hurting my stomach And my whole world plummets I love them at the same time Nothing makes sense anymore I only remember rhymes So I lay on the floor I lay on the floor thinking Of everything I went through My whole body is hurting As my head slew.
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