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by V. Martin copyright 2013

Your lips are moving but no sound is coming out.

Thinking you can't hear me I begin to shout.

You bring up your hands to cover your ears

It's then you realize they're full of your tears

You were lying down while you cried

Remembering the deceit and why I lied

The truth would have sealed your fate

Never look back because it's already too late

But if you look back you'd be seeing ahead

You are stuck in the moment you were mislead

You want to grow and mature but to do so you must feel

That is not an option for you until you heal

But you can't heal what you won't admit

So you're frozen, not participating, you quit

Time didn't stop when you did so you've aged in years

Yet you're very immature compared to all your peers.

So you whine and complain causing a scene

You think no one likes you, everyone is mean

When in fact it is you that leads the way

About yourself you have nothing nice to say.

As long as you are your own worst enemy

You may as well expect everyone else to be.