When I'm On My Own

When I live on my own I can cry my loudest and roam the place with anguish I can let go revealing 18 years of pain.

I can turn the car radio alll the way up because when you kept it a low volume I can never feel the music.

I won't have to hold back my tears or stuff my face in a pillow nor sabotoge myself because a tear came out. I'm just afraid too reveal tired eyes and a tired soul because I'm afraid of your help.

I can sing my loudest in all the emotion I want to reveal the meaning a song has to me.

I can live.

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