Treasure Island

Dawn Michelle

(8/3/91 / Van Nuys, California)

More Than One Song Hidden (Courtesy of Your Insecurity)


Around your mind
All your thoughts race
You ask who’s fault
You feel the urge to blame
Thoughts are now
Your greatest enemy
When before they were
Your greatest treasure
Because of that
Fear and hate start to mingle
A gruesome pair
You regret your tolerance
Fearing truth
And hating lies
You have more
than one song hidden
No shame is seen
You see no reason
You only feel the panic
Of what was selflessly given

Submitted: Friday, September 22, 2006
Edited: Saturday, September 18, 2010
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