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Apr 2013
Sometimes it feels like the whole world's against me
Sometimes I'm not the me I want to be
These days, I find it so **** difficult to see
I'm at war with myself, I just can't agree

Sometimes I know I can be hard to abide
One moment I'm fine, then I'm hurting inside
It feels like the better part of me has died
I can't blame anyone else, I can no longer hide

Sometimes I still see my father in my eyes
The same colour and shape and the same rotten lies
They're the heartless orbs that I've grown to despise
So I'll gouge them out and I'll say my goodbyes

Sometimes I still see my mother in this face
The disgusting presence of her morbid disgrace
I'm sorry, mother, but I can not displace
The hatred for you and myself, I'm a waste

Sometimes I sense that my life has no meaning
No escape, no alibis, just endless pointless dreaming
Of who I aspire to be while I stare at the ceiling
But that can not be so I'll lay crying and screaming

Sometimes I wish that death would hold my hand
As it's the only fate that could ever understand
The full force of these shackles that hold me to this land
And burn me so fiercely with it's evil demand

Sometimes I wish you could all see the pain in this heart
That has cried out for help since the very start
But instead I will find peace when I finally part
From this life that has given me wounds that turn into scars

Sometimes I just need someone to say it's alright
Someone to care, to please turn on the light
To fight by my side each tedious day and night
Someone who'll love me and give me back my sight
Melissa Blair
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Melissa Blair  England
(England)   
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