Silent therapy

you think im just a 304

but i am so much more

you can lean on me give me your trauma

tell me bout your life

you can get as deep as you wanna

whats got you out here

living life like you ain’t got no fear

lets switch it up and conquer

your hearts bleeding baby let me the doctor

lips might be stiched but i hear your soul speak

been strong for so long starting to feel weak

you come home and dont even speak

its ok baby

i feel the energy,

i guess you can call it silent therapy

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