i was born with eyes; i've seen what you're all about. i was raised with ears; i've heard what you have to say, but what i want to know right now is what i couldn't ask with my mouth.

i was born with feet; i've walked all around this land. i was born with hands; i've pushed through some padlocked doors, but what i want to know right now is why i feel so heavy on my back.

i played to leave this and now it's making it worse, and now i know that i don't.

i was born with a face that shows what I'm thinking all the time, despite what my mouth says. and my body tried to act. well, I'm no good at that. i can't pretend. i am who i am.

so my nose keeps me on my path, and my chin tries to stay above my collar, no matter how heavy my head.

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