They see age in my eyes
Say’n there’s to much salt in my tears
I’ve never had the harder life
Just loved enough in my few years

Weight of my guilt made me buckle
Feeling that I should have done better
Produced hate on worn knuckles
Now I’m in anguish cuz I should’ve know better
They want to know what stems my hate
Some trying so hard to get inside my head
To others the understanding came to late
For in my heart loves garden grown dead

My whole life I lived out a mystery
The answer I seeked seemed to fade
But the whole time it stared at me
Leaving me wondering about decisions I’ve made

I produced a heart that outgrew my mind
All love that ever created was swept away
Leaving a soul where good is hard to find
Entering hell with nothing left to save.

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