Trauma

Maybe I’m crazy 
Maybe I’m selfless 
Maybe I ain’t right  (right)
Maybe I’m confused  (confused) 
Maybe I’m not dependable 
Ain’t that right? 

You say all I do is torture you 
Well sweetheart you ain’t got a clue 

All these years of torture 
Started out when I was younger 
My childhood is a blur 
And I can’t help that this shit is obscured
This is the results of trauma 
(Trauma)
(Trauma) 

All the yelling and screamings got me ashamed
To show my face, day by day 
One little thing can set off a trigger 
My birth daddy took off and ran 
I never really seen him again 
All he did was torture my life 
Because he’s got more issues than a dull worn out knife 

All these years of torture 
Started out when I was younger 
My childhood is a blur
And I can’t help that this shit is obscured 
This is the results of trauma 
(Trauma)
(Trauma)
(Trauma) 

You say I’m crazy 
You say I’m selfless
You say I ain’t right 
Imagine going day by day, not sure what’s coming your way 
You build your walls up to avoid the pain
It messes with your mind day and night 
The stress, the crying, the bleeding, the torture 
I wanna run awayyyyyyy (run away) 

Imagine being in my shoes 
You say “people got it more harder than you do”
Doesn’t make this any less 
Of the hurt I feel (day by day) 

You wouldn’t last a day in my shoes.

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