Black and blue, colors I know well
Colors of an unspoken past
Colors of memories that can't be forgotton
Colors that were left after he was gone
Marks like the memories i still have
Marks of a cruel past he didn't want me to forget
Marks that made me untouchble
That made me distant
The looks my friends would give me
The looks teachers gave me
The looks my sister gave me
Lies
The lies i made to cover it up
What happend to your arm
Oh I fell you know I'm a clutz
The lies so he could keep his job
So daddy could provide for his family
The lies that to this day I want to believe were true
The journal in my mind
The one that can't be burned
I can't destroy it
That's where the "medicine" came into play
It made me numb and for a few hours life wasn't scary
I wanted this forever
This numb had became my addiction
And to have it ment the day was going to past
Nomatter what he did i had my numb
Numb
Because feeling nothing is a hell of a lot better than feeling evrything
But the numb was killing me
Slowly killing me
But that wasn't enought to get me to stop
because if i died numb it would be a blessing
Help
I needed help but being numb made evrything so slow
Being numb made me mute
Made me invisible
My own world awaited me with open arms
Numb was my true love
When I kissed him i could taste the poisen hit my tastebuds
It didnt matter
Because I was
NUMB


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