Scared of my voice, so I lay it flat
Scared of my words, so they come out chopped
Emotions lie useless within me
Unfeeling, unfriendly, trapped
By an old age script
Of harsh existence
And battle-scarred smile
A burden it has become
This survival
Scared for my heart
Pumped once
Never again
Scared for my mind
Gasping beneath the waters
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