Same Old Song
Thoughts kicking and screaming
Overpowering your actions
No room to breath no time for a reaction
Thoughts growing bigger and making them self known
Tears pile up and slowly start to flow
Some nights are more severe then most
It's not always peaceful as some might know
But tonight is one of those troublesome ones
Things heat up till I scream from the top of my lungs
Tears roll down like they're trying to win a race
Anger plies up till it shows on my face
Frustration anger you can name it all
Some nights we dodge a bullet but by a close call
It's not always this way but the moments do come
And when the time is here we do not run
We take the thoughts and feelings head on
But it leaves us feeling like we're so far gone
All the emotions and all the frustration all piled up till a point of sanity disengagement
What happens on these nights have never been told
We keep it that way, it's a secret we hold
The reasons why and the feelings that come along
Are not spoken of until they are gone
We keep it to our selfs although it is wrong
Just wait and see tomorrow will be the same old song
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