I still standing up

I used to bite my tongue

And sit in silence

Let me be controlled

So I stood for nothing

But I stand up

Have a private choice

And you held me down

But your threats become weaker

And luckily I have the mouth to talk with

My sorrow is not your

And you are trying to control the still

Just goes to show that missing is not serious

But it’s not my fairy tale

I’m happy for the spring makes me happy

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