Indestructible


These habits, I got used to.
I was somewhat destroyed by you.
Shaking, I become a bit more nervous.
It gets harder to remember life before it.

But these habits, I got used to.
I was somewhat changed by you.,
Breathing, I still fight.
This fear will not take me tonight.

These habits have become second nature,
since I was a teenager who feel into your danger.
Each day, I get a bit stranger.
These habits have formed an unique behavior.

But these habits make me who I am,
and I have broken from you.
Further, I'll spill my story.
To find myself, I am learning.

I wreck sometimes from the depression ...
But when I awake, I only get more expressive ...
Because yet again, I've lived.
Yet again, I live.

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