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Mar 2014
Imagine a you, that wasn't really you
Trapped in prison of flesh, if you only knew
You wonder why I tear up my precious skin
I'm caught up in a ceaseless war that I can't win
When all my life not one decision was mine
And when I was lost I had to pretend I was fine
I grew up without love, in a home of lies
Being the child who at two stays up and cries

You wonder why I flinch at the slightest movement
All I know is hesitation and resentment
How do I live knowing I'm a worthless mistake
When the world turns it's back and spit in my face
How do you expect me to be your perfect little girl
When all you manage to do is **** me over

I'm tired of being the world's idea of me
This is my life it's time I be my own emcee
Call me what you wish, and call me what you may
All that matters is who I really am at the end of the day
Insanely Delirious
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Insanely Delirious  18/F/United States
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