Your worth.
Break down, and cut that frown from your face.
You poor sad clown.
We both know you're worth more than the self hatred you perpetuate.
That false identity, masking all the pain they would never understand
unless they have been through the same.
So bleed,
bleed your words
and bleed your tears
because it is truly the only way to offset your fears.
When I was a child. I laid under my bed...
You poor sad clown.
We both know you're worth more than the self hatred you perpetuate.
That false identity, masking all the pain they would never understand
unless they have been through the same.
So bleed,
bleed your words
and bleed your tears
because it is truly the only way to offset your fears.
When I was a child. I laid under my bed...