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Mar 2014
My personality is a mask
I can't preform the simplest task
I hate everyone around me
They are trapping me
I am never free
Taunts and hurtful actions everywhere
About my clothes, my house, my hair
I can't take it anymore
My arms and legs are so sore
I look like I've been beaten to a ****** pulp
My puppy coelenterate's my headache with his yelp
So many people hate me and want me to shoo
Thats alright because I hate everyone of them too
Just because I'm different from them
I will never be like them
I don't want to be
Why cant they see?
Why cant they just let me be me?
Syddy Raye
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