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Jul 2014
The truth about me is plain and simple
I'm just a shattered mess in need of help
My heart has been stolen from my body
Locked away and never returned to me
I always have a smile on my hidden face
I hide my true emotions from the world
No one knows how I truly feel in any way
I'm broken in search for a fantastic day
I don't know when this day will show up
Not sure if it will ever appear to my eyes
My life is full of lies that feeds my pain
Losing control, nearly making me insane
The truth is I do it all to myself unwillingly
I feed my body with pain to strengthen it
I'm not physically strong by any means
But I am mentally strong it sure seems
I have no control on my life right now
I'm on a bull losing total control of itself
It's unclear what I'll be able to achieve
To be successful this agony must leave
Maybe the music isn't helping life much
Drug and alcohol references drag me in
I still don't drink or do any kind of drug
I'm the type that just tears away the rug
I don't take my anger out on any others
I take it all out on myself and myself only
I generally don't accept help from anyone
In fear of dragging them in as well alone
I don't like who I am today and that's clear
I want to be the old me once more in life
Maybe this time I can not ***** up again
And then I'll be freed from this hated pain
Brett W
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Brett W
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   ryn and Joseph Schneider
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