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I found my glasses today Under a coat of dust At a friend’s house A year after I lost them I like what I see I put them on I feel normal again Clark Kent would be proud These lenses take the heat off my vision I look like a normal guy I feel normal I can play video games Talk about super heroes And girls And when I leave I go home to arm chairs and arms full of charity I should mention I live at a friend’s house Three squares, my own room and a koi pond outside It’s a hotel here You see, I found family last month Understanding At a friend’s house A week after I lost it I didn’t know how I got there I left Dad’s due to abuse Mom kicked me out to refuse truth And now they both pay each other money As I walked down a rainy street without shoes My friend’s family And I’m grafted in God should hate me I’m a self-orphaned child Soon to be a self-made man I killed family But I’m grafted in Washington never cut down his father’s cherry tree But I’m standing next to splinters From the axe I didn’t swing Should have, could have Would have had I had half the brain I have now Now I feel like a normal guy Who’s never thought about ****** Who never had parent issues? Who never had help when they needed it? Who feels normal?
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Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 1:02 PM UTC
Glasses, Glasses
I found my glasses today Under a coat of dust At a friend’s house A year after I lost them I like what I see I put them on I feel normal again Clark Kent would be proud These lenses take the heat off my vision I look like a normal guy I feel normal I can play video games Talk about super heroes And girls And when I leave I go home to arm chairs and arms full of charity I should mention I live at a friend’s house Three squares, my own room and a koi pond outside It’s a hotel here You see, I found family last month Understanding At a friend’s house A week after I lost it I didn’t know how I got there I left Dad’s due to abuse Mom kicked me out to refuse truth And now they both pay each other money As I walked down a rainy street without shoes My friend’s family And I’m grafted in God should hate me I’m a self-orphaned child Soon to be a self-made man I killed family But I’m grafted in Washington never cut down his father’s cherry tree But I’m standing next to splinters From the axe I didn’t swing Should have, could have Would have had I had half the brain I have now Now I feel like a normal guy Who’s never thought about ****** Who never had parent issues? Who never had help when they needed it? Who feels normal?
#glasses#insanity#familyproblems
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Damon_
19/M/Missouri
Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 1:02 PM UTC
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