Get Out
- shadayturner
- Jun 3, 2020
- 1 min read
Thoughts running around in my head, without my permission for being there
They bring me back, forward, all over the place, but never here
I tell myself this is my life, my voice, but they wont let me steer
Every mistake, every wrong-doing, every misstep and every drop of fear
On the coldest days of winter, you make me sweat
Creeping in, and filling me with regret
But, on today, I’m stepping over every trap you’ve set
Screaming, kicking, and breaking free from your net
This is my voice, my mind, my peace
Im evicting you anxiety, and not resigning the lease
We’re the same animal, but I’m a different beast
From your stronghold, I’m now released
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