August
10 September 2009
I'm tired of being what you want me to be, Feeling so faithless lost under the surface. Don't know what you're expecting of me, Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes. Every step that I take
Come stop your crying, It will be alright. Just take my hand, Hold it tight. I will protect you, From all around you. I will be here, Don't you cry. For one so small, You seem so strong. My arms will
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