i've thrown my coat
in the street
trying to defend myself
from the power
of your words
don't you know
that even though i talk
a big man's talk
i'm still young inside
struggling within
trying to figure out
what my place is
in this world
and even though
i threaten you
those words aren't me
i'm learning to be
what you make me
hardened and scared
all at once
waiting for the next fight
to happen
hoping to be free
(gone)
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