Blizzard of the Month

Ten minutes every day
He thinks about crying out to say
It hurts you went away
But it hurts less every day

Did he find a voice to listen to again
To play you off the stage or off the ledge
Did you play your part or did he play pretend
Did you stay until the end?

From the day that he turned nine
Your dreams were occupied
By the fear that the fear inside
Was more than he could handle and was less than you would hide
And your substitute for confidence was best unutilized

And i don't mind



Credits
Writer(s): Sean Mcpherson
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