Gwen Mathers

Childish dreams I can only imagine

Growing up had its own fashion
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Shadow my life
See how I feel
Nothing is tame
Nor is it real
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Sunny showers
That bring May Flowers
Don’t come around this way
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‘Baby, ’ you called me
Then said, ‘sorry’
‘How can I make it up to you? ’
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Dear Diary,
There’s Something inside me
I’m not sure you’ll believe
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Who are you?
Who am I?
In this mirror
I see lies
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So much for second chances
She, alone, was only left.
Unwanted, betrayed, forgotten she danced
Trying her hardest to escape this mess.
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