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Jun 2015
Nothing ever quite seems to get in my head,
I want to scream and constantly feel as if I'm brain dead.
I try to understand and help how I can,
Yet I end up feeling a pathetic excuse of your man.

There is nothing but hot air that resides up there,
A cloud of gas in my skull protected by hair.
I'm an idiot and am never of use,
I deserve to be sat there and yelled at with abuse.

Im impossible to work with, a pain in the ***,
When all I intend to do is help you be the one to pass.
Im failing school cause of how useless I am,
Its comes across to others like I couldn't give a ****.

I am a failure
I am a child
But this is never who I wanted to be...just simply cant help change the things I hate most about me
Xiao - SparKticas
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Xiao - SparKticas  22/M/New Zealand
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