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Jun 2019
Is my life worth it
That question stings me
it pains me
It's hard to cope
When no one is behind you
To say hey I got you
I don't have that
instead, I got the ones that stab you in the back
and watch you bleed
and laugh like it's funny

I wonder
How my life become the drug of hate
Hate that's hard to erase
It takes a toll upon me
So I created an isolated place
In my mind
Now you wanna open up the doors
well my doors not
Open it for what, so you can hurt me?
And blame me that you left me?
You should stop watching me
Couse, I won't open
See I chose this
But I'm not safe in there
Misery lives in here

I regret it, I let him in
I open up my doors so he could leave
But he never did
He's to settled in
My mind
Plays like he's kind
He's the kind that isolated me
Became a knife and stabbed me
All over my body until I can't move
My body bleeds like a faucet on high
I lie here lifeless

Put's me in place to either lie here
Let him win
Or put him back outside where he came from
So I can win
But for you to do that
You have to open the doors
Now the misery is talking
I don't know what to do anymore
Isaiah Lee
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Isaiah Lee  19/M
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