This Oh-so-painful feeling,
That I get in my chest,
Whilst I suffer and cry,
Among all the rest.
The walls I build,
for shelter and protection,
keep bad vibes and harmful feelings,
Away, for my protection.
Yet I ponder and stress,
Over what has become,
All others open with feelings,
Yet I still have no one.
So whilst loveing the other,
Pay no mind to my shouts,
Oh these walls I build, Please,
Let me out,
Let me out,
Let me out.
 
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