Vindicated

My only scars are on the inside
So you can’t see them on the outside
Inside I am consumed by filth
Buried up to the hilt
In my own obscenity
Which I brought about
Through my insecurity
Idiocy
Mediocracy

I feel no pain anymore
What’s the point?
I know the score
I’ve seen the shit
That came before
I tried to cleanse my mind
Of things unkind
How I stem the anger
God only knows

I see a future
And I know it will be
A toss of the coin
A careless remark
The stars will conjoin
To bring light to the dark
Only then will the truth
Be vindicated

Vindicated

Andrew Price

Stoke -on-Trent, United Kingdom

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I’m still trying to find myself

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