It

Wen it was out
To me it felt like you felt that
It was just in you’re vary own way

The stuff I felt
I needed to become the person I was
I was supposed to be in this world
You always toled my to put it away

Not alway don directly
Sometimes you see it was so vary indirect
The call to put it in to boxes

Out of you’re site
It wont help me to flourish and grow
It wont help me to flourish and grow

Till I do get
Courage it’s what I need to face you
But now I haven’t got non at all
‘Cause I did keep it all in boxes
Well ok most of the time at lest

Haven’t lost it
‘Cause some of it from time to time
I did take it out to kinda shine

But to bad
It was only don in some select places
Places like my church community of great acceptance

Wen it was out
To me it felt like you felt that
It was just in you’re vary own way

The stuff I felt
I needed to become the person I was
I was supposed to be in this world
You always toled my to put it away

Not alway don directly
Sometimes you see it was so vary indirect
The call to put it in to boxes

You signalled me to put it in boxes
Oh it’s still packed away in to boxes
It’s own set of physical and mental boxes

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