Jessica Hernandez (teardrop) (Oct.8th 1991 / Oklahoma (Live in Kansas))
The anger is more as the hour passes.
The pain numbs me all.
My heart is racing I’m out of breath.
As I walk in the dark nights I try to not get hit.
I live my life like it is my last
When you die you die alone.
I’m never gona regret what I did.
Everything that comes out of my mouth gets fixed to go their way.
Tell me the truth answer me.
I grew up alone in the dark.
Scars are left for life you can’t erase them.
Handcuffs are the only things that go on my wrist.
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