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Bryce Viola May 2014
Told to choose a or b
But I want option three
And no one stood by me
Because no one wanted to be free
No one except me
No one accepts me
Bryce Viola May 2014
A man whose head is in the clouds
A woman whose eyes see nothing more than green
A boy so alone he finds silence a friend
A girl whose only as real as she is told
And me
Bryce Viola May 2014
I hate everyone
But I hate myself more
Because it's not you lying here broke and defeated
It's me lying lifeless on the floor
Bryce Viola Apr 2014
And what is left of me these days
Except broken promises and missed exits
I'm alive because I choose to be
Not because I want to be
Bryce Viola Apr 2014
I ran until my legs gave out
Until the damns broke and I cried again
To mutter the word “why”
Nothing but the smell of gravel
How can I leave?
How did you?
Am I lost or did I lose you?

— The End —