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I guess my problem is that I am afraid the better me is slipping away so I am just holding on to it, though its already gone. So I just mask every of my inner bruises, scars and feelings and just show the other me's emotions.
I guess I went through a lot of things. To start with, the day after my 14th birthday, my uncle betrayed me and stepped over my threshold against my will. That period of time was utterly hard for me, with no one to lean against.
I also went through a traumatizing car accident that left me with internal spleen bleeding which the doctors were able to stop. Nonetheless, I have a phobia for climbing.

This song is the best for me:
Inside this life,
Under it's spell,
I close my eyes,
And live to tell.

The hands we're dealt,
Will never disappear.
Death she grows near.

CHORUS
People change,
And instantly.
I'm not the same girl,
I used to be.
I can't erase all the memories,
But I can explain,
If you're listening.
People change,
Not just me.

Locked up in silence,
A living hell.
My heart still beats,
So I bid farewell.
The loving hand that saved me,
Held too tight.
His darkness weighs
On me at night.

CHORUS
People change,
And instantly.
I'm not the same girl,
I used to be.
I can't erase all the memories,
But I can explain,
If you're listening.
People change,
Not just me.

I never asked,
Or wanted to.
You stepped across my threshold,
How could you?

I like the chorus.

I don't know how a car accident affected climbing, but it did. I can never climb, well, I can, but I am scared.