You think that I am a robot, no tears and no anger?
You do not expect me to yell out when your voice is rising
Even a tough one has the right to cry, to bleed, and to die
My past almost killed me, and nothing is worse than it was
Now my past memories keep haunting me, never set me free
My eyes, just look through! And you’ll see a hurt child without any wounds
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