Off My Chest

so many times i stood around and never spoke my mind, as it boiled inside so many words and questions left to work out on my own looked down upon for seeing different sides i've got nothing to hide you never listened to what i had on my mind you just pushed me aside you'll never know all the things i've seen so don't tell me how to think all your reasons make me sick when communication is where it begins so whats left to say when you won't change? we'll stand on different ground until the end and that's the way it will always be it's going to eat me alive until i get it off my chest

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