Ever since I was little, I always knew fear.
I just never knew it would,
ruin my future, my dream and my love,
or maybe it's just an illusion,
maybe it won't determine the conclusion.
Ever since I was little, I wasn't sure how to conquer fear,
always trembling, hiding under the covers.
I could run, but I could never hide.
Now running, just brings me further,
away from what I'm being denied.
Ever since I was little, I lived by fear.
Now it lives inside me,
Devouring my need to hide or run.
It makes the world seem pointless.
I've never been able to believe,
I won't let it keep away what I want to retrieve.
Ever since I was little, love equaled fear.
The closer I got, the more it showed.
Pale face, bloodshot eyes, neverending lies.
I always gave in.
I'm sick of always letting it win.
Ever since I found what keeps me alive, it's been a battle.
Between what's true, and what controls.
I'm not what I used to be.
I don't want to be scared.
The love will take over, and my insides repaired.

What's True
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