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Oct 2014
It's been awhile since I've
took the time to write
Even though I've been
try hard with all my might

Yet, I don't know
where to start
Shall I talk about what's
On my brain or the pains in my heart

Even thought life for me
was hard still im ******* stressed
People telling me to be happy
And that I'm blessed

But that doesn't stop the demons
Inside of my that's beating on my chest
If I were to give you the key
and let you inside

The image that I presented
to you surely Will die
I'm a constant wreck
And please done ask me why

Times I want to take a ice pick
An shove within my eyes
To blind my from all the *******
I'm seeing with my eyes

From the hat pouring out my
Mother when she cries
Or the fact that I'm built
From nothing but lies

Can't tell the truth to no one
but myself
Buried from guilt and hatred
Thats deep Within myself

Now I'll i see is It's your fault
it's your fault inside that mirror
Feeling like I dead to her
She won't let me be near her

I'm alone now....

In a room full of people
I'm by myself
In a relationship with someone
I'm the only one who has felt

It's all be cause you you
That I feel this way
On April 6th I will always dread thil I
be came dead to you
And it will probably stay that way
Deon Merriweather
Written by
Deon Merriweather
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