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Insecurities the self interpretation of being lost in the middle
Being paralyzed to realize this not where I wanna be
I lost me plenty times, running from me
Trying to avoid you
When someone loves you so tight
To them it seems right
Instead I'm catching a flight
Every attempt became un imaginable to
Start fresh
My slate wasn't clean
Between her words an my anxieties
Emotions rose like sounds of tambourines
Only a paper an pen spoke my dialect
I choose not to fight
An emotionless attraction
With no desire to listen
I fallen deaf to false intensions
Verses being caught up with you
I'm through
