I've lived a life like a lie
Like it's a crime
Everything is so strange
All their mind games
Brainwashed, alone I endure
All these feelings
Falling for what they called evil.
The 28 years
Living this alone
It's like I'm living life under a gravestone
Buried in this fearful mess
The 28 years
I was so afraid
Of letting go
Of something
I couldn't really see
It was pain
And joy at the same time
Although I was alone
I felt something with me
The 28 years
Living this alone
It's like I'm living life under a gravestone
Buried under this mess
The 28 years
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Danielle Mosley
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