Falling For It

I fell for it again.
The lies and endless dread.
They say they're going to stop, but in the end I drop.
The lies and lies of endless lies.
It's like they don't remember the tears I cried,
the breathless moments that tear me down,
and I feel like no one remembers the ear-piercing sounds.
I felt as if the whole world could hear them.
The cries and mixed emotions made hat more accustom in my home.
The tears I shed and the booming yells are carved in my brain.
The crowds saw nothing but inside is a lie

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