On the trail through fire, when I'm out I burn a tire down the unbeaten path of never ending fear.
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It's like I don't know which way to steer.
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I find my reflection in the mirror and stare it down until I see the real me.
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When I'm home, these walls like to talk, writing on them like glowing chalk.
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They say things that should matter.
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They worry me with their laughter.
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They say things that seem wild and real.
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It's like they made their own deal to fill my inner self.
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And fuel it to do worse And for they make me fucking curse They keep going until I can't take no more And I wanna settle the score, face 'em head on Even if I lose For music I choose to drown them out And just shout my favorite tune Then at the time of night or day I wear my headphones 24/7 as I go or lay It helps keep me from just losing my shit These words I don't just spit I live, feel, and see, and hear This isn't a poem or letter that starts out with oh dear Just sincerely the real me Playing on your iPhone, your Android, your laptop, your TV These walls could talk all day And most of the night But despite what they do I keep grinding and finding my own way Where I'm not tripping on what they say 'Cause it makes no difference anymore My soul wants to come back for revival For the sixth time I'm reading the Bible And finding hymns that resonate with myself And answering the calls 'Cause all I gotta say is fuck these walls
About the Creator
Blake Robert
I Write to express my own outlook on any giving thing I come across or think about. Please give me insight on things if you have any input to how I can become better at what I do. Remember LoveWhoYouR!


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