Kate Kate


An Actress of Sorts


There is a message she holds
this girl you could call me
A messege never to be discovered
It hides beneath my skin
Beneath my soul

Shes plays all the roles in my lash outs and mistakes
Letting her out is a risk I don't take
Can you hear her shouts?
She truly needs to get out

The eruption began
and it started with tears
The tears came from all the fears
and soon they may become shouts

She plays all the roles in my lash outs and mistakes
Letting her out is a risk I don't take
Can you her shouts?
Shes beginning to come out

Submitted: Thursday, May 17, 2007
Edited: Saturday, February 26, 2011
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