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Nov 2018
When I woke up today
It didn't feel like it was in my bedroom
I was doomed
In a cage
But the keys are in my hands
It's strange
Am I afraid?
No, but they keep judging me
And my pain

They smile like it's funny
Feeding off my pain
Like they love it
But I'm above it
Feelings sealed tight
But I still fight
I'm gonna touch it
The light
Cause I own mine
And you have no right to judge me
So go mind
Your own business and attack your own kind
That does the same as you do
Those who take their difference
And throws them in their face
To get those to taste your Idealistic waste
You're a disgrace

That doesn't work on me
I am me, nobody else
I'm just being myself
Guess I am an outcast
So I cast it over those
Who dislike it
They prepare their cannons to strike it
It's futile
I have a file
You can never rewrite
Cause It's my write
So good night and sleep tight
Yet I still feel it again and again
It gets under my skin
So I take my pen
Then I'll say to myself
I don't want to fit in


Still, I need to focus
Figuring out my motives
So now I'm a problem when it's locked
Then see it when it opens
I still hear voices
I understand it's complicated
The process of me
Now they are trying to pick apart my lines
Well here's what you can dissect from me
I've always been the reject
Who in the deep shed
The only sheep shaved red
Can you see that
I might fall into my thoughts
Yet your drive is nowhere like mine
So get out of my car
I'm a star
Falling hard leaving the space and time I tore
I'm at my core

I still remember writing "I'm here to stay"
It was therapy for me
"Your days are coming to an end now"
Shut up no one needs to hear your gory
Words, it's insignificant
You'll never win
So pack your bags and leave
To find another mind to settle in
I win
Isaiah Lee
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Isaiah Lee  19/M
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