If I ever hurt myself,
I'll hide it.
I can't take this pain.
Away.
I'm simple.
I'm me.
I'll take,
I've taken.
I've took a lot.
I'll take a lot more.
More pain to soothe,
My soul.
I'm simple.
I'm me.
Nothing can stop,
What stirs deep down.
Been trying to hide the scars,
That everyone judges me on.
I'm simple.
I'm me.
Let's see what you've got,
I've got a whole lot more.
More than enough,
To hurt my soul.
I am me.
I'm simple.
I'm me.
I'm simple.
I'm me.
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