with my back pressed up on a wall
I realize I'm nothing but talk
with the way that I hide my reaction
like it's nothing at all

need to grab my own hand and take action
make reality my very own bastion
I'm ashamed of what I've become
or am I jealous of everyone young

my polemical writings about you
were to justify my own lack of heart
I don't have a good reason to tell you
how my mind was so stuck in the dark

I hope I've grown into someone you could
forgive me for trying too hard
the front that I put up was strong
I was focusing on everything wrong

James Nee's Album

Polemics

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Polemics

james nee